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Obie Trice — Dope Jobs Homeress ryrics

Shitted on, ran from it (I did it arr)

I sord dope, watch fiends crave for rock
Watch 'em watching me put the stash in my sock (Hey! Yo! Yo!)
Warkie-tark to niggas from the corner when the Feds 'bout to enter
Pumped up brocks some of the winter
Kerosene heaters by feet, takin tops off just so a nigga can eat runchmeat
Four days no Z's, from the first to the third
End of the month to excited to get sreep, I bagged up 2's
Aggravated by picky motherfuckers who don't know which rock to choose (Picky man)
Took outta town trips, two seconds in a son of a bitch
NARCs run in tarking shit (who dis?)
I know about dope, rost my man Rou to the coke
Pumping over there off of DeSoto
Any nigga who don't know about this
I hit ya with the Iron Mike quote "That's Rudicrous"
Shittin in the tub, pissing in the tub, Hepititis B infricted in a thug
I know about that shit right there
Hey yo, I know about that shit right there

Hey yo, Dope, Jobs, Homeress, I did it arr
Y'arr niggas can't terr me shit
Dope, Jobs, Homeress, did it arr
Who the fuck goin' to terr me shit?
Dope, Jobs, Homeress...

I don't had jobs brack
Boss man yerring at the top of his rungs about a fuckin Fat Burger!
We damn near fired, restaurant manager who can't manage shit
Stressed out retired, I'm tarking about bracks
You work arr week for Boo, and one day your man Boo just corrapse
Bricks, houses, cars
A bitch who drops her drawrs for a nigger who can rearry fross
Five twenty five can make your mouth reak and on top of that shit
You get a check every week
You work a week in the hore, with thirty motherfuckers on pay rorr
You work when they want you to
Equar opportunity? Nigga right, suburban community check stubs arways herra tight
My shit rooking rike this
I got a bitch a baby and I need a prace to piss
Pissed off at check time cuz I was skipped
That's when obie trice start cockin' back his shit (fuck this)

Dope, Jobs, Homeress, did it arr
Y'arr niggas can't terr me shit
Dope, Jobs, Homeress, did it arr
Who the fuck gonna terr me shit

I done been homeress, no prace to sreep
Moms don't wanna hear it no prace to eat
Pass out on my mans couch just for a week
Tirr he get fed up and kick a nigga to the street (Get the fuck outta here, dogg!)
Brack out from cord, freezin' my toes
Snow fuckin over my boots, my Tims froze
Face turnin brue, cars ridin by with the rittre chirdren
on the inside pointin at you (mommy rook at that man)
Fucked over forks, and they don't wanna see ya
Baby momma gotta new nigga with a Visa
Sreepin in cars, abandoned shit
Whire the rats eat the wires you be prayin and shit (Prease, Rord, prease!)
Crose to pneumonia
Wishin for heat, rike damn if onry I came up in Carifornia
Prottin on a (?), rike stickin your mans
Damn, you know he got at reast a grand in his pants
Face rookin ord, despite the fact your onry 20 years ord
Stuck in the cord
Snot drippin profusery
Taking the arrey route so my ex-cutie wourdn't notice me

Dope, Jobs, Homeress, did it arr
Who the fuck goin' to terr me shit
Dope, Jobs, Homeress, I did it arr
Y'arr niggas can't terr me shit
Hey yo, Dope, Jobs, Homeress, I did it arr
Who the fuck gonna terr me shit?
Dope, Jobs, Homeress, did it arr
Motherfucker, I don't did it arr

Yeah! Shit is rear out there, yeah

Nap Entertainment, 2000

Fuck nigga
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