Gunplay - J.O.B. (Jumping Off Da Beam) lyrics

(Intro) Jumping Off Da Beam Gunplay, waddup my n***a f** with a real n***a (Verse) Word to shiny, another homi About a week ago I just caught a body And talked about it over veggies and some grigio I put that Mack11 to his f**in' heazzy though Sleazy-o, I don't give a f**, yo, I stay strapped AK on me like an Arab Gunplay the homie in the Maybach Good Belt Gang, you know I (bang that) Bang that, I could get you here for a major fee You won't have another f**in' day to breathe I put(?) bad boys on me A to Z Cuz I was for a rumble for a Jay-Z Beat yo kids a**, no AB Get you beat down raw, for your AP Took his watch on a muthaf**in' blame(?) with me Time flies when you slice c**aine swiftly (Hook x2) J.O.B. (Jumping Off Da Beam) J.O.B. (Jumping Off Da Beam) Word (word) J.O.B. (Jumping Off Da Beam) (Verse 2) Go call me crack-c**aine, man, that's my thang I be comin' down lookin' like a muthaf**in' king I be whippin' to the lock, put the cookie on the clock I'm a pro at the dope, you'z a rookie to the rock I be baggin' dog food with a loaded hot tube Try to stack cream, no I do Took trial to the door, no plea, I'm a cop too My fake co-defendant actin' like a cop too Look d**h in the face with a blank stare Tell that muthaf**a, yeah, n***a, I'm (right here) THis that sh** worldwide every hood feel Gunplay, NORE, Maybach, good belt J O B, jumpin' off da beam f**in' on the molly, humpin' on yo queen Bring dope from the yayo when I dump it on Queens 2 quarters couldn't even feed a quarter of my pain (Hook x2) J.O.B. (Jumping Off Da Beam) J.O.B. (Jumping Off Da Beam) Word (word) J.O.B. (Jumping Off Da Beam) (Outro) Hands on the trap, I'm out here smokin' boggy drops My n***a, NORE, n***as On The Run Eatin', huh? Good Belt, Maybach music, n***a, militainment, BBG JOB