| They trying to build a prison for you and me to live in
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| Increase drug laws while they lying to our children
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| Jeezy tell the kids they should trap or die
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| I’m gonna tell them what to do when they get trapped alive
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| Minor drug offences get you numbers like slots
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| Want you to snitch so they can hit the jackpot
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| Rappers make it sound good
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| But they don’t tell you bout the rock with the
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| The real Rick Ross sold work for the feds
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| Used to get fronted work, my man wanted his bread
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| Back in 2000 and niggas still poor
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| Matter fact crack ain’t even poppin' no more
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| Now your best bet is fucking with the trees
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| Don’t slang for what you want, slang for what you need
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| A-Town niggas talking bout they flipping keys
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| Detroit run Atlanta nigga ask Big Meech
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| Niggas in my city always talking bout the bag
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| Never sold crack, just the crack of their ass
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| Flip more stones than a fucking archaeologist
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| Smart like scholarships to two colleges
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| Skipped class had to quench my thirst
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| Now i’m jumping fiends who ain’t pay me on the first
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| Rocks in my socks, jeans
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| Remember having dreams I ain’t never coming home
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| Lost in the streets can’t find my way
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| Hit
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| Getting paid while my ho’s kiss J’s
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| Niggas in the streets know Brown don’t play
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| Competition snitchin', hood caught me pitchin'
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| Now i’m in the Coney, cooking in the kitchen
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| Year later back home no time
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| Only thing I know is going back to the pot |
Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song Work Song , by - Danny Brown. Song from the album Hot Soup, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп