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Job For You Lyrics - Artist : Ghetts
[Youngsta:]
I got a job for you [Ghetts:] 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" [Youngsta:] 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 Job for you Job for you I got a job for you Job for you Job for you Job for you I got a job for you [Brutal:] 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" [Youngsta:] 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 Job for you Job for you I got a job for you Job for you Job for you Job for you I got a job for you |
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