Luyện nghe bài hát Go Grind

Listen..
They say rapping's a waste of
ya ass to college'
Now broke ass call us
Tryin to ask for
Sittin behing Impala's
High Impala's
I make two cash deposits everytime I the closet
If lookin for the grands
The grands can be
the man
He got it in his hand of
no If's, And's, about it
'That the hottest'
I accedently five grand
Cause man, we
We don't at Family Dollars
If ice is fake?
If you ask me for a
I make my price
We still ghetto, for some metal mics to break
I'm still hangin around a hood, like a liscense
I'm not cappin, trust me
You'll know I'm cappin
When I out that gat
And you hear that click-clackin
You hear what that boy
Don't be a head
Save me some left overs im through with some raw

Let's open, the and pull, Them cars out (Why?)
em how boys in the dirty south shiiiiiiiine
(Money is on your mind, chasin them signs
Get off of youe and go Grind)

there's no time, to sleep - we and grind, all the time
Because always on our miiiiiiiind
(Chasin them dollar signs, you sayin you shine?
get up off of your behind and go Grind)

[Paul

say stuntin's a waste of money
'Man, it in stocks'
Now they and out of work
Ever since Enron
Have a for every season
the Babeoulous way
Mo underneath my mattress
Then you have in safe
When slow up? Make a different hustle blow up
Alotta older then me, but they ain't never grow up
Boys hit a couple of licks, buy some and they quit
I ain't hustlin for a fifth, I'm on the grind to get
I ain't gone lie, I got lazy fifty a week
But when that sunk to ten I woke up out of my sleep
I don't compete with ballers
I myself
Self-Emplyed, I could a check

And hire
I admire myself, with a set of Slabs,
All courtisey of my underground, of loot
It don't what it cost, just grab some loot
earn it back before your class is through..
It's down

Let's open, the and pull, Them cars out (Why?)
Show em how boys in the dirty shiiiiiiiine
(Money is on your mind, them dollar signs
Get off of behind and go Grind)

there's no time, to sleep - we hustle and grind, all the
Because money's always on our
(Chasin them signs, you sayin you wanna shine?
get up off of your behind and go Grind)

Listen..
They say our album dropped
And we ain't proved a
Look at the Scan scannin
us who's the King
Okay, if we hit Top 100 on Billboards
We still gone joy, 50 hundreds in Bills boy
We Runnin streets, so you can say we RoadRunners
You better your deer, like we was Doe Hunters
Never doe from a dealer, I'm no dope runna
But I intercept like a kick from a slow punta
HUT ONE! HUT TWO! - We through, what it do?
Direspecting that Houston, Texas What a fool
okay if you DeeJay's don't give us Radio play
We tell the streets to go get our CD today, they
Underground CD sella, Thousand or betta
But I'm not in this game to get a letta or metal
Just tryin to make alot of chedda, Mirror on the wall
Can you tell us who really ball? 'Chamillion and Paul

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Let's open, the and pull, Them cars out (Why?)
Show em how in the dirty south shiiiiiiiine
(Money is on your mind, chasin them signs
Get off of behind and go Grind)

there's no time, to sleep - we and grind, all the time
Because money's on our miiiiiiiind
(Chasin them dollar signs, you sayin you shine?
Then get up off of your and go Grind)