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

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

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

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

For rhyme written, we spend time 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, listenin' to the again
Drankin' but we concentratin', smoke another again
Steadily rewindin', trying to make hot shit
Oh, a job this is

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

I know you're saying, won't 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 your on the cob
And take a couple off it, that would be alright with you

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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