Work Song
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โฑ๏ธ 3:16 duration
๐ ID: 4203464
๐ Lyrics
Years ago, when I was a young boy
My daddy used to take me to a place that, thank goodness, we don't have to go to anymore
But it was called a "chain gang"
In those days, when a man committed a crime, and was convicted and sentenced
As a general rule, he went to a place called a chain gang
Where men were really chained together when they worked and when they ate and when they slept
We take 'em a lit- Uh
Yeah
Ya'll niggas know what it is, let's get ready
Alright
Yo we about to get into some real issues right now
This your man Danny Brown, lotta niggas out here prayin'
They gotta get exposed, man
My real hustlers in that, ayy
They tryna build a prison for you and me to live in
Increase drug laws while they lying to our children
Jeezy tell the kids they should trap, or die
Im'a tell them what to do when they get trapped alive
Minor drug offences get you numbers like slots
Want you to snitch so they can hit the jackpot
Rappers make it sound good, rocks on the watch
But they don't tell you 'bout the rock with the brown flip-flops
The real Rick Ross sold work for the Feds
Used to get fronted work, my man wanted his bread
Back in 2000 and niggas still poor
Matter fact, crack ain't even poppin' no more
Right now your best bet is fucking with the trees
Don't slang for what you want, slang for what you need
A-Town niggas talking 'bout, they flipping keys
Detroit run Atlanta, nigga, ask Big Meech
Yeah, what ya'll niggas know about that, man?
Three for ten, Twelve 12's baggin' up
Man, mama bitchin' and throwin' your work away
Y'all niggas don't know about that shit, man
Suburban-ass nigga, ayy, niggas gotta get exposed on this song, man
C'mon man, get these niggas, dawg
Niggas in my city always talking 'bout the bag
Never sold crack, just the crack of they ass
Flip more stones than a fucking archaeologist
Smart like scholarships to two colleges
Skipped class had to quench my thirst
Now i'm jumping fiends who ain't pay me on the first
Rocks in my socks, J's homegrown
'Member having dreams, I ain't never coming home
Lost in the streets can't find my way
Hit Best up to cop the cutty off the yay'
Getting paid while my hoe's kiss J's
Niggas in the streets know Brown don't play
Competition snitchin', hood caught me pitchin'
Now i'm in the Coney, cookin' in the kitchen
Year later, back home, no time
Only thing I know is going back to the pot
Yeah, this real life situations, true stories, that's real talk
Ya'll niggas know what it is, man
Take my name, your word is like God, nigga
Niggas know what Danny been through, nigga
It's Detroit stand up, we back!
My daddy used to take me to a place that, thank goodness, we don't have to go to anymore
But it was called a "chain gang"
In those days, when a man committed a crime, and was convicted and sentenced
As a general rule, he went to a place called a chain gang
Where men were really chained together when they worked and when they ate and when they slept
We take 'em a lit- Uh
Yeah
Ya'll niggas know what it is, let's get ready
Alright
Yo we about to get into some real issues right now
This your man Danny Brown, lotta niggas out here prayin'
They gotta get exposed, man
My real hustlers in that, ayy
They tryna build a prison for you and me to live in
Increase drug laws while they lying to our children
Jeezy tell the kids they should trap, or die
Im'a tell them what to do when they get trapped alive
Minor drug offences get you numbers like slots
Want you to snitch so they can hit the jackpot
Rappers make it sound good, rocks on the watch
But they don't tell you 'bout the rock with the brown flip-flops
The real Rick Ross sold work for the Feds
Used to get fronted work, my man wanted his bread
Back in 2000 and niggas still poor
Matter fact, crack ain't even poppin' no more
Right now your best bet is fucking with the trees
Don't slang for what you want, slang for what you need
A-Town niggas talking 'bout, they flipping keys
Detroit run Atlanta, nigga, ask Big Meech
Yeah, what ya'll niggas know about that, man?
Three for ten, Twelve 12's baggin' up
Man, mama bitchin' and throwin' your work away
Y'all niggas don't know about that shit, man
Suburban-ass nigga, ayy, niggas gotta get exposed on this song, man
C'mon man, get these niggas, dawg
Niggas in my city always talking 'bout the bag
Never sold crack, just the crack of they ass
Flip more stones than a fucking archaeologist
Smart like scholarships to two colleges
Skipped class had to quench my thirst
Now i'm jumping fiends who ain't pay me on the first
Rocks in my socks, J's homegrown
'Member having dreams, I ain't never coming home
Lost in the streets can't find my way
Hit Best up to cop the cutty off the yay'
Getting paid while my hoe's kiss J's
Niggas in the streets know Brown don't play
Competition snitchin', hood caught me pitchin'
Now i'm in the Coney, cookin' in the kitchen
Year later, back home, no time
Only thing I know is going back to the pot
Yeah, this real life situations, true stories, that's real talk
Ya'll niggas know what it is, man
Take my name, your word is like God, nigga
Niggas know what Danny been through, nigga
It's Detroit stand up, we back!
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:00.00] Years ago, when I was a young boy
[00:02.80] My daddy used to take me to a place that, thank goodness, we don't have to go to anymore
[00:06.43] But it was called a "chain gang"
[00:08.29] In those days, when a man committed a crime, and was convicted and sentenced
[00:11.65] As a general rule, he went to a place called a chain gang
[00:15.02] Where men were really chained together when they worked and when they ate and when they slept
[00:20.71] We take 'em a lit- Uh
[00:23.82] Yeah
[00:26.09] Ya'll niggas know what it is, let's get ready
[00:29.18] Alright
[00:31.76] Yo we about to get into some real issues right now
[00:34.94] This your man Danny Brown, lotta niggas out here prayin'
[00:38.31] They gotta get exposed, man
[00:40.45] My real hustlers in that, ayy
[00:43.01] They tryna build a prison for you and me to live in
[00:45.48] Increase drug laws while they lying to our children
[00:48.36] Jeezy tell the kids they should trap, or die
[00:50.78] Im'a tell them what to do when they get trapped alive
[00:53.65] Minor drug offences get you numbers like slots
[00:56.68] Want you to snitch so they can hit the jackpot
[00:59.23] Rappers make it sound good, rocks on the watch
[01:01.66] But they don't tell you 'bout the rock with the brown flip-flops
[01:04.27] The real Rick Ross sold work for the Feds
[01:07.01] Used to get fronted work, my man wanted his bread
[01:09.95] Back in 2000 and niggas still poor
[01:12.55] Matter fact, crack ain't even poppin' no more
[01:15.24] Right now your best bet is fucking with the trees
[01:17.88] Don't slang for what you want, slang for what you need
[01:20.75] A-Town niggas talking 'bout, they flipping keys
[01:23.20] Detroit run Atlanta, nigga, ask Big Meech
[01:27.83] Yeah, what ya'll niggas know about that, man?
[01:31.75] Three for ten, Twelve 12's baggin' up
[01:34.58] Man, mama bitchin' and throwin' your work away
[01:37.05] Y'all niggas don't know about that shit, man
[01:38.83] Suburban-ass nigga, ayy, niggas gotta get exposed on this song, man
[01:44.14] C'mon man, get these niggas, dawg
[01:47.68] Niggas in my city always talking 'bout the bag
[01:50.25] Never sold crack, just the crack of they ass
[01:52.95] Flip more stones than a fucking archaeologist
[01:55.97] Smart like scholarships to two colleges
[01:58.62] Skipped class had to quench my thirst
[02:00.91] Now i'm jumping fiends who ain't pay me on the first
[02:03.52] Rocks in my socks, J's homegrown
[02:06.44] 'Member having dreams, I ain't never coming home
[02:09.36] Lost in the streets can't find my way
[02:11.72] Hit Best up to cop the cutty off the yay'
[02:14.93] Getting paid while my hoe's kiss J's
[02:17.24] Niggas in the streets know Brown don't play
[02:19.81] Competition snitchin', hood caught me pitchin'
[02:22.87] Now i'm in the Coney, cookin' in the kitchen
[02:25.43] Year later, back home, no time
[02:28.04] Only thing I know is going back to the pot
[02:32.54] Yeah, this real life situations, true stories, that's real talk
[02:38.18] Ya'll niggas know what it is, man
[02:40.25] Take my name, your word is like God, nigga
[02:42.99] Niggas know what Danny been through, nigga
[02:45.34] It's Detroit stand up, we back!
[02:48.89]
[00:02.80] My daddy used to take me to a place that, thank goodness, we don't have to go to anymore
[00:06.43] But it was called a "chain gang"
[00:08.29] In those days, when a man committed a crime, and was convicted and sentenced
[00:11.65] As a general rule, he went to a place called a chain gang
[00:15.02] Where men were really chained together when they worked and when they ate and when they slept
[00:20.71] We take 'em a lit- Uh
[00:23.82] Yeah
[00:26.09] Ya'll niggas know what it is, let's get ready
[00:29.18] Alright
[00:31.76] Yo we about to get into some real issues right now
[00:34.94] This your man Danny Brown, lotta niggas out here prayin'
[00:38.31] They gotta get exposed, man
[00:40.45] My real hustlers in that, ayy
[00:43.01] They tryna build a prison for you and me to live in
[00:45.48] Increase drug laws while they lying to our children
[00:48.36] Jeezy tell the kids they should trap, or die
[00:50.78] Im'a tell them what to do when they get trapped alive
[00:53.65] Minor drug offences get you numbers like slots
[00:56.68] Want you to snitch so they can hit the jackpot
[00:59.23] Rappers make it sound good, rocks on the watch
[01:01.66] But they don't tell you 'bout the rock with the brown flip-flops
[01:04.27] The real Rick Ross sold work for the Feds
[01:07.01] Used to get fronted work, my man wanted his bread
[01:09.95] Back in 2000 and niggas still poor
[01:12.55] Matter fact, crack ain't even poppin' no more
[01:15.24] Right now your best bet is fucking with the trees
[01:17.88] Don't slang for what you want, slang for what you need
[01:20.75] A-Town niggas talking 'bout, they flipping keys
[01:23.20] Detroit run Atlanta, nigga, ask Big Meech
[01:27.83] Yeah, what ya'll niggas know about that, man?
[01:31.75] Three for ten, Twelve 12's baggin' up
[01:34.58] Man, mama bitchin' and throwin' your work away
[01:37.05] Y'all niggas don't know about that shit, man
[01:38.83] Suburban-ass nigga, ayy, niggas gotta get exposed on this song, man
[01:44.14] C'mon man, get these niggas, dawg
[01:47.68] Niggas in my city always talking 'bout the bag
[01:50.25] Never sold crack, just the crack of they ass
[01:52.95] Flip more stones than a fucking archaeologist
[01:55.97] Smart like scholarships to two colleges
[01:58.62] Skipped class had to quench my thirst
[02:00.91] Now i'm jumping fiends who ain't pay me on the first
[02:03.52] Rocks in my socks, J's homegrown
[02:06.44] 'Member having dreams, I ain't never coming home
[02:09.36] Lost in the streets can't find my way
[02:11.72] Hit Best up to cop the cutty off the yay'
[02:14.93] Getting paid while my hoe's kiss J's
[02:17.24] Niggas in the streets know Brown don't play
[02:19.81] Competition snitchin', hood caught me pitchin'
[02:22.87] Now i'm in the Coney, cookin' in the kitchen
[02:25.43] Year later, back home, no time
[02:28.04] Only thing I know is going back to the pot
[02:32.54] Yeah, this real life situations, true stories, that's real talk
[02:38.18] Ya'll niggas know what it is, man
[02:40.25] Take my name, your word is like God, nigga
[02:42.99] Niggas know what Danny been through, nigga
[02:45.34] It's Detroit stand up, we back!
[02:48.89]