Devin The Dude ft. Snoop Dogg & Andre 3000 - What A Job Chords

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Rolling up [Eb] another swizzle, listening to the beat again.
Drinking but [Gm] we're concentrating, smoking another sweet again.
Instead of [Eb] lyrical whining, trying to make some hot shit.
Oh what a [Gm] job this is.
Another all [Eb] nighter trying to get it [D] done.
Barely [Gm] making home with the morning sun.
Baby mother [Eb] thinking that you're on some other shit.
Oh what a [Gm] job this is.
Drinking yet [Eb] I'm thinking of another [D] rhyme.
Smoking hoping that some [Gm] bad news will come some other time.
Cause I'm trying to do what [Eb] I love.
I love what I [D] do.
This music is something [Gm] more different than the weed and the brew.
That's why we mashin'.
We [Eb] ain't asking for nothing.
We [D] working for it.
Push it, peddle it [Gm] to the people.
They can't ignore it.
This is for all the [Eb] independents.
A few [D] major labels.
The big [Gm] studios who still give niggas favors on the mixing [Eb] and mastering.
Puzzling [D] and plastering the tracks [Gm] together.
On tape, CDs, wax or whatever.
This is [Eb] for all the engineers who [D] smoke weed.
Can't forget about the [Gm] production cost and all the hidden fees for another [Eb] rhyme written.
We spend [D] time spitting in the booth.
[Gm] Sometimes it's like a pit and coop.
But it's all for [Eb] the cause.
[D] So I'm gonna [Gm] continue to MC and smoke weed.
You know I'm rolling up [Eb] another swizzle.
Listening to [D] the beat again.
Drinking but [Gm] with concentrate.
And smoking others weed again.
Steadily [Eb] rewinding trying to make some hot shit.
Oh what a [Gm] job this is.
Another [Eb] all nighter trying to get it [D] done.
Barely [Gm] making home with the morning sun.
Baby mother [Eb] thinking that you're on some other [D] shit.
Oh what a [Gm] job this is.
As easy as [Eb] it looks to you.
I make it look [D] so easy.
With the music I [Gm] be making the impression I be leaving.
I'm out of folks they [Eb] stop and stare.
Thinking I'm a [D] trick it off.
I roll another [Gm] bleasy.
Puff it pass it and shake it off.
Move on [Eb] to the next phase and it's [D] amazing.
The next generation [Gm] of rappers.
Big Snoop Dogg raising.
[Eb] That's 15 years in the [D] game.
Still got the fortune and [Gm] fame.
Yeah I'm doing my thing.
Check this dabbing.
Somebody [Eb] said that real G's go to [D] heaven.
So I'ma keep spitting [Gm] the truth.
On these foods like a reference they open.
Like [Eb] 7-11 that's 24 [D]-7.
When you need some [Gm] hot shit stop by and get you a beverage.
I'm serving [Eb] my rhymes like nickels and [Dm] dimes.
Plug it in [Gm] let it play and let me blow your mind.
It's the dominant [Eb] conglomerate prominent.
And [D] I'ma get what I gotta get.
[Gm] Twist another sweet and bop to the beat.
Rolling up [Eb] another swizzle listening to the beat again.
Drinking but [Gm] we're concentrating.
Smoke another sweet again.
Steadily [Eb] rewinding trying to make some hot shit.
Oh what a [Gm] job this is.
Another [Eb] all nighter trying to get it [D] done.
Barely [Gm] making home with the morning sun.
Baby mother [Eb] thinking that you're on some other shit.
Oh what a [Gm] job this is.
We [Eb] work nights we some [D] vampires.
Niggas gather around [Gm] the beat like a campfire.
Singing folk [Eb] songs but not no kumbaya.
[D] My lord you [Gm] download it for free we get charged back for it.
I know you're [Eb] saying they won't know they won't [D] miss it.
[Gm] Besides I ain't a thief they won't pay me a visit.
So if I come to your [Eb] job take your corn on the cob.
And take a couple [Gm] kernels off it that would be alright with you.
[Eb] Hell no.
Yeah [D] exactamundo but we just keep [Gm] recording.
And it ain't to get no condo and candy [Eb] Bentley Fannie.
With no panties in [D] Miami and that cute little chick [Gm] named Tammy.
That you took to the Grammys see we do it for [Eb] that boy that graduated.
[D] That looked you in your eyes real [Gm] tough and said appreciate it.
And that he wouldn't have made it if [Eb] it wasn't for your CD number [D] nine.
And he's standing with [Gm] his baby mama Kiki and she crying.
Time out that they used [Eb] to get hot to me in [Gm] high school.
And they used to make love to me in college.
Then they told me about [Eb] their first date.
Listening [D] to my tunes and hot [Gm] heat like a fingernail polish.
I say hey to cut [Eb] you off but I gotta go.
[D] I wish you could tell me more but [Gm] I'm off to the studio.
Gotta write tonight.
Hey can [Eb] you put us in your raps?
I [D] don't see why not.
Devin is [Gm] the dude.
You gonna probably hear him walking by.
Rolling up [Eb] another swizzle listening to [D] the beat again.
Drinking but [Gm] we concentrating smoking another sweet again.
Stand and live [Eb] rewinding trying to make some hot shit.
Oh what a [Gm] job this is.
Another [Eb] all nighter trying to get it [D] done.
Barely [Gm] making home with the morning sun.
Baby mother [Eb] thinking that you're on some other shit.
[D] Oh what a [Gm] job this is.
Yeah.
[Eb] _ [D] This is like we live.
[Gm] What a job this is.
Real spit [Eb] man.
A lot of folks gonna walk in these shoes but they just [Gm] don't know man.
It's a hell of a job man.
To be a [Eb] rapper, MC, whatever you want to call it man.
[Gm] We got a lot to deal with.
Family members we [Eb] gotta always look out for.
Baby mama [Gm] nagging.
You know what I'm saying kids need this.
And then [Eb] again the public need that.
We [D] gotta make hot music.
[Gm] Because if it ain't hot it don't mean shit.
[Eb] But you know it's all in a [D] day's work.
What a [Gm] job this is.
What a job this is my nigga.
[Eb] What's crack a lacking Devin and [D] Dizzle.
Snoop D [Gm]-O-Dub, J Prince, Jazz Prince.
Yeah [Eb] rap a lot.
Still on top.
2007.
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