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lirik lagu dope, jobs, homeless (alternate take) – obie trice

[hook – obie trice] (-echo-)
dope, jobs, homeless, i did it all
who the f-ck gon’ tell me sh-t?
dope, jobs, homeless, i did it all
y’all n-ggas can’t tell me sh-t
dope, jobs, homeless, i did it all
motherf-cker you can’t tell me sh-t
dope, jobs, homeless, i did it all
y’all cats can’t tell me sh-t

[verse 1 – obie trice]
yo, i sold dope, watched fiends crave for rock
watch ’em watchin me put the stash in my sock
walkie-talk to n-ggas from the corner when the feds ’bout to enter
pumped up blocks, summer to winter
kerosene heaters by my feet
takin tops off, just so a n-gga can eat lunch meat
four days, no z’s
from the first to third, end of the month, i’m too excited to get sleep
i bagged up twos
aggravated by picky crackheads who don’t know which rock to choose
took outta town trips
two seconds in the son of a b-tch, narcs run in, talkin sh-t
i know about dope, i lost my man lou to the c0ke
pumpin over there off of desoto
any n-gga who don’t know about this
i hit ya with the iron mike quote “that’s ludicrous!”
sh-ttin in the tub, p-ssin in the tub
hepat-tis b inflicted in a thug
i know about that sh-t right there (know about that sh-t right there)

[hook – obie trice] (-echo-)
dope, jobs, homeless, i did it all
y’all cats can’t tell me sh-t
dope, jobs, homeless, i did it all
y’all n-ggas can’t tell me sh-t
dope, jobs, homeless, i did it all
motherf-cker you can’t tell me sh-t
dope, jobs, homeless, i did it all
y’all cats can’t tell me sh-t

[verse 2 – obie trice]
i done had jobs black
boss man yellin at the top of his lungs about a f-ckin big mac
he d-mn near fired
a restaurant manager who can’t manage sh-t from bein stressed out and tired
i’m talkin about blacks
you work all week with boo and one day your man boo just collapse
his breakdown’s ’caused by his b-tch, who dropped the drawers
for a n-gga who could really floss
five twenty-five, it make your mouth leak
and on top of that sh-t, you get a check every other week
you work a week in the hole, there’s thirty motherf-ckers on payroll
sh-t, you work when they want you to
equal opportunity? yeah right
suburban community check stubs always h-lla tight
and my sh-t lookin like this
i got a b-tch, a baby and i need a place to p-ss
p-ssed off at check time cause i was skipped
that’s when obie trice start c-ckin back his sh-t (c-ckin back his sh-t)

[verse 3 – obie trice]
i done been homeless, no place to sleep
moms don’t wanna hear it, no place to eat
i p-ss out on my man’s couch, just for a week
’til he get fed up and kick a n-gga to the street
black out from cold, freezin my toes
snow f-ckin over my boots, my tims’ froze
face turnin blue
cars ridin by with the little children on the inside pointin at you
you done f-cked over folks and they don’t wanna see ya
baby momma gotta new n-gga with a visa
sleepin in cars, abandoned sh-t
and while the rats eat the wires, you be prayin and sh-t
close to pneumonia, wishin for heat, like d-mn if only i came up in california
plottin on a l!ck like, stickin your mans
cause d-mn, you know he got at least a grand in his pants
face lookin old, despite the fact you only 22 years old
stuck in the cold, snot drippin profusely
takin the alley routes, so my ex-cutie won’t notice me

[hook – obie trice] (-echo-)
dope, jobs, homeless, i did it all
y’all cats can’t tell me sh-t
dope, jobs, homeless, i did it all
now who the f-ck gon’ tell me sh-t?
aiyyo, dope, jobs, homeless, i did it all
motherf-ckers can’t tell me sh-t
dope, jobs, homeless, i did it all
motherf-cker, i done did it all

- obie trice

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