Luyện nghe bài hát What A Job

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

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

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

That's why we mashin', we ain't for nothing, we working for it
Push it, it to the people, they can't ignore it, this is for
All the independents, a few major
The big studios who give niggas favors

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

My like nickels and dimes
Plug it in, let it play and let me blow your
the dominant conglomerate, prominent and I'ma get
What I gotta get, another sweet and bob to the beat

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

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

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

I you're saying, they 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 corn on the cob
And take a couple kernels off it, that be alright with you

no, yeah, exactamundo
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
That looked you in your eyes tough and said 'preciate it
And he wouldn't have made it if it wasn't for your CD number 9
And he's standing with his baby momma and she cryin'

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

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 raps? I see why not
Devin is the you gon' probably hear him talkin' 'bout

Rollin' up another swisha, to the beat again
Drankin' but we concentratin', smoke another again
Steadily rewindin', trying to some 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

Yeah, this life we live, what a job this is, real man
A lot of folks want to walk in these but
They just know man, it's a hell of a job, man
To be a rapper, MC, whatever you want to it, man

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

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