Luyện nghe bài hát W-4

Yo, out, we light this J up right here
For all the workin' folk
Cross this country, cross the
For everybody on the grind nine to five, eight to twelve
You how we do it hand to hand, whatever, yo, yo

I workin' all my life but ain't got nothin' to show
I ain't tellin' you nothin' you don't know
I been workin' all my life but ain't got nothin' to
Like this world just don't us to grow

I been workin' all my but ain't got nothin' to show
I ain't tellin' you nothin' you already know
I been workin' all my life but ain't got to show
Wanna run up in the white house and in the door, woh ooo oh

What a nigga gonna eat when the empty?
Work all week let the pimp me
Can't pay no rent till the fifteenth, landlord call the police to me
Lookin' for a job in the ads
Have you ever been to jail? Know gone ask
Ever took a piss test you didn't pass?
In between jobs in the past? How you get
I worked over hot ass stoves, I done picked up trash off roads
Winter in the streets and the cold
times had to sleep in my clothes on the floor
What you know bout bein' po' seein' of yo kinfolk be on dope?
Ain't nobody in the hood got no hope in fucked up system
And that's why we don't
Still payin' four twenty five, how the fuck we supposed to survive?
I'm close to the edge, government takin' of my bread
In taxes might as well have close to my head
Make a nigga wild out
Run up in the white house the gouge out, click clack
me my shit back beeyatch

I been workin' all my life but ain't got nothin' to
I ain't tellin' you nothin' you already know
I been all my life but ain't got nothin' to show
Like world just don't want us to grow

I been workin' all my life but ain't got to show
I ain't tellin' you nothin' you don't already
I been workin' all my life but ain't got to show
run up in the white house and kick in the door, woh ooo oh

Puttin' on my uniform, just a on a W four form

See I'm from it's a few ways out
Either rappin' or sports either or the casket
You can work to the but don't put all yo eggs in one basket
We don't get a piece of the pie, work fifty years, retire then die
Stay po', rich folks is the but you don't wanna hear me tho' so
God it's Friday, ain't it what we live for?
Nigga gotta get up out the
Same job my pop had before me
Imma pass it down to my fucked up situation
Make a nigga wanna out
Run up in the white with the gouge out, click clack
Give me my shit beeyatch

I been workin' all my but ain't got nothin' to show
I ain't tellin' you nothin' you don't already
I been workin' all my life but ain't got nothin' to
Like this world just want us to grow

I been all my life but ain't got nothin' to show
I ain't tellin' you nothin' you don't know
I been workin' all my life but ain't got to show
Wanna run up in the white house and in the door, woh ooo oh

My J O B
Is just like a
owe me
But got me fillin' out application

My J O B
Is like a plantation
owe me
And got me fillin' out application

What I look