Luyện nghe bài hát What A Job

Rollin' up another swisha, listenin' to the beat
Drankin' but we concentratin', smoke another sweet
Steadily rewindin', to make some hot shit
Oh, a job this is

Another all-nighter, to get it done
make it home with the morning sun
Baby mother thinking you on some other shit
Oh, a job this is

Drankin' yet I'm of another rhyme
Smokin', hoping that some bad news come some other time
'Cause I'm trying to do what I've loved, I what I do
music is something more different than the weed and the brew

That's why we mashin', we ain't asking for nothing, we for it
Push it, peddled it to the people, they ignore it, this is for
All the independents, a few labels
The big studios who still give niggas

On the mixin' and mastering, and
Plastering the together on tapes, C-D's, wax or whatever
is for all the engineers who smoke weed
Can't forget the production cost and all the hidden fees

For another rhyme written, we spend spittin' in the booth
Sometimes it's like a coop
But all for the cause, yeah, so I'm
continue to MC and smoke weed, you know I'm

Rollin' up another swisha, to the beat again
Drankin' but we concentratin', smoke sweet again
Steadily rewindin', trying to some hot shit
Oh, a job this is

Another all-nighter, to get it done
Barely make it with the morning sun
Baby mother thinking you on some other shit
Oh, a job this is

As easy as it looks to you, I it look so easy
With the music I'd be big impression I'd be leaving
And a lot of folks, they stop and thinking I'ma trickin' off
I roll another bleezy, puff it, pass it and it off

Move on to the next phase and it's
The generation of rappers, big Snoop Dogg raising
Hmm, that's 15 years in the
got the fortune and fame, yeah, I'm doing my thang

Check this Devin, somebody said real Gs to go heaven
So I'ma keep spittin' the truth on fools like a reverend
Stay open like 7/11 that's 24/7, when you need some hot
by and get you a beverage, I'm servin'

My rhymes like and dimes
it in, let it play and let me blow your mind
It's the dominant conglomerate, and I'ma get
What I get, twist another sweet and bob to the beat

up another swisha, listenin' to the beat again
Drankin' but we concentratin', another sweet again
rewindin', trying to make some hot shit
Oh, what a job is

all-nighter, tryin' to get it done
Barely it home with the morning sun
Baby mother thinking that you on other shit
Oh, what a job is

We work nights, we vampires
Niggas gather 'round their like a campfire
Singin' folk but not no kumbaya, my Lord
You download it for free, we get back for it

I know you're saying, they know they won't miss it
Besides, I ain't a thief, won't pay me a visit
So if I come to your job, take corn on the cob
And take a couple kernels off it, that would be with you

Hell no, yeah,
But we keep recording and it ain't to get no condo
And candy, Bentley, Fanny no panties in Miami
And that cute lil' named Tammy that you took to the Grammys

See we do it for that boy graduated
That looked you in your eyes real tough and said it
And that he wouldn't have made it if it for your CD number 9
And he's standing with his baby momma Kiki and she

Talkin' 'bout they used to get high to me in high school
And they used to love to me in college
Then they told me 'bout their first listenin' to my tunes
And how he liked her finger polish

I say, to cut you off but I gotta go
I wish you could tell me mo' but I'm off to the studio, gotta write
Hey, can you put us in your I don't see why not
Devin is the dude you probably hear him talkin' 'bout

Rollin' up another swisha, listenin' to the again
Drankin' but we concentratin', another sweet again
Steadily rewindin', to make some hot shit
Oh, what a job is

Another all-nighter, tryin' to get it
Barely make it home with the sun
Baby mother thinking that you on some other
Oh, what a job is

Yeah, this life we live, what a job this is, spit man
A lot of folks to walk in these shoes but
They just don't know man, it's a of a job, man
To be a rapper, MC, whatever you to call it, man

We got a lot to deal with, members
We gotta look out for baby momma nagging
You I'm saying kids need this and then again
The public need that, we make hot music
if it ain't hot it don't mean shit
But you know, it's all in a day's

What a job this is my
crack-a-lackin' Devin, the Dizzude?
Snoop D-O dub, J Prince, Prince
Yeah, still on top 2007