Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Job for You, artist - Ghetts. Date of issue: 10.07.2010
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
Job for You |
| I got a job for you |
| And what’s that? |
| I was saying fuck when I was 1−8 |
| Just came home, touch base |
| Main road, rough face |
| Big boat, unshaved |
| Mind on money |
| From 15, I ain’t relied on mummy |
| Take note |
| I jump back in the drug game |
| Same old, some how, some way |
| Follow me as I go back in time |
| Back to road, crack and coke |
| Stacking dough, no bank account |
| Just a shoe box full of cash inside, so |
| Now you know what my flashbacks are like |
| Music taking world but at anytime I could go back to crime |
| Like, I just got a call from, said |
| «Ghetts, hurry up and get dressed» |
| «I gotta move and all, we gotta deal with steak out the yard» |
| «Take out the guard» |
| And I was like, «Say no more» |
| Came out my house, jumped in the car |
| The yard was in inside was similar to Sainsbury’s |
| Why’s that? |
| There was a whole lot of food |
| You know what I mean and |
| Unique is prove money grows on trees |
| So, I made the call and sold them a key |
| (Ah) Cash in my pocket |
| (Ah) Maximum profit |
| (Ah) And if man can be bothered |
| Then I’m breaking the next bits down |
| and apes, not even old |
| Tell 'em it’s great, it’s not even close |
| So, salesman tactics, measuring weight |
| I got me a load, heroine’s bait |
| That’s not me anymore, peddling haze |
| Holler me for crow |
| Only problem is is when I gotta show |
| But I know guys that know from the road side |
| So, I might employ them boys |
| «Yo, man, I got a job for yous, hear me out |
| Richie, you do the bagging up |
| Joe, you be the muscle when Mike’s gotta ride |
| So let him supply |
| And Blake make the call when something ain’t adding up» |
| I got a job for you |
| Meet me outside in five |
| And I’ll tell you what you gotta do |
| I got a job for you |
| If it goes right |
| You’ll be happy with the price that I got for you |
| Job for you |
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| I got a job for you |
| It’s like dons on the trap say, that I rap rage |
| And they can actually relate to what my tracks say |
| It’s because I chat about the same way they stack cake |
| In the grimey flat lake, where the cats stay |
| Noodles everywhere, the floor looking like an ash tray |
| I ain’t the one or one to clean it up because it was nasty |
| I got spots that match |
| That’s where the fiends get their grub |
| I’ve call it the hard, rough, catfish |
| I get a half shot at our loft, that day |
| I don’t really want a bigger line because that’s bait |
| And dare a nigga try jack me |
| I’ll put the flamer on when I raise my arm like I want a taxi |
| They’re throwing rocks at the throne |
| But they’ll never be a threat |
| Because ain’t nada can come harder than me and Ghetts |
| We see the best, fly like easyJet |
| If you think otherwise, then you’re idiots |
| The P’s I get, ain’t enough |
| Nah, I need the richest |
| And the sick whips when I |
| That’s why I spend meth plus some on a strip, yes |
| Trying to cover it with white, like Tipp-Ex |
| All I do is dial in my young G that’s hungry |
| And tell him that I need him up in country |
| And it’ll be fully game-game |
| Unlike a lot of youts, all I gotta do is say |
| «I got a job for you» |
| I got a job for you |
| Meet me outside in five |
| And I’ll tell you what you gotta do |
| I got a job for you |
| If it goes right |
| You’ll be happy with the price that I got for you |
| Job for you |
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