Представляем точный текст композиции "What A Job" и глубже погружаем в смыслы творчества артиста Devin The Dude . Эта интерпретация слов песни помогает лучше понять смысл заложенный в композицию. Лирика «What A Job» — это не просто строчки, а история, которую Devin The Dude передаёт через ритм и интонации. Изучайте переводы, оригинальные версии и толкования, чтобы раскрыть все грани этого трека.
Devin The Dude - "What A Job"
Lyrics to What A Job : (feat. Andre 3000, Snoop Dogg) [chorus:] Rollin up another swisha listenin to the beat again Drankin but we concentratin smoke another sweet again Steadily rewindin trying to make some hot shit Oh what a job this is Another all nighter tryin to get it done Barely make it home with the morning sun Baby mother thinking that you on some other shit Oh what a job this is [Devin the Dude:] Drankin yet Im thinking of another rhyme Smokin hoping that some bad news will come some other time Cause Im trying to do what I love, I love what I do This music is something mo different than the weed and the brew Thats why we mashin we aint asking for nothing we working for it Push it peddle it to the people they cant ignore it, this is for All the independents, a few major labels The big studios who still give niggas favors On the mixin and mastering, puzzlin and plastering the tracks together On tapes, CDs, wax or whatever This is for all the engineers who smoke weed Cant forget about the production costs and all the hidden fees For another rhyme written, we spend time spittin in the booth Sometimes its like a pigeon coop But its all for the cause [vocal scratch] so Im Gonna continue to MC and smoke weed, you know Im [chorus] [Snoop Dogg:] As easy as it looks to you I make it look so easy With the music I be making the impression I be leaving A lot of folks they stop and stare, thinking Ima trick it off I roll another bleezy, puff it, pass it and shake it off Move on to the next phase and its amazing The next generation of rappers, big Snoop Dogg raising Mmm, thats 15 years in the game Still got the fortune and fame, yeah Im doing my thang, check this Devin Somebody said that real Gs to go heaven So Ima keep spittin the truth on these fools like a reverend, stay open Like 7-11 thats 24/7 When you need some hot shit stop by and get you a beverage, Im serving My rhymes like nickels and dimes Plug it in, let it play and let me blow your mind Its the dominant conglomerate prominent and Ima get What I gotta get, twist another sweet and bob to the beat [chorus] [Andre 3000:] We work nights, we some vampires Niggas gather round the beat like a campfire Singin folk songs, but not no Kumbaya my Lord You download it for free, we get charged back for it I know youre saying, they wont know they wont miss it Besides, I aint a thief, they wont pay me a visit So if I come to your job, take your corn on the cob And take a couple kernels off it that would be alright with you Hell no! Yeah, exactamundo But we just keep recording and it aint to get no condo And Candy Bentley fanny with no panties in Miami And that cute lil chick named Tammy that you took to the Grammys See we do it for that boi that graduated That looked you in your eyes real tough and said preciate it And that he wouldnta made it if it wasnt for your CD number 9 And hes standing with his baby momma Kiki and she cryin talkinbout That they used to get high to me in high school And they used to make love to me in college Then they told me bout they first date, listenin to my tunes And how he, like to finger nail polish I say hate to cut you off but I gotta go I wish you could tell me mo but Im off to the studio, gotta write tonight Hey, can you put us in your raps' I dont see why not Devin its the Dude you gon probably hear him talking bout [chorus] [Snoop Dogg:] Yeah, this life we live. What a job this is. Real spit man A lot of folks want to walk in these shoes but they just dont know man its a hell of a job, man To be a rapper, MC, whatever you want to call it, man We got a lot to deal with. Family members we gotta always look out for Baby momma nagging, you knowImsaying kids need this, And then again the public need that, we gotta make hot music Cause if it aint hot it dont mean shit But you know, its all in a days work What a job this is my nigga Whats crack-a-lackin Devin the Dizzude' Snoop D-O dub, J Prince, Jazz Prince Yeah, Rap-A-Lot still on top. 2007 [ What A Job Lyrics ]
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