Luyện nghe bài hát Go Grind

Listen..
They say rapping's a waste of
ya ass to college'
Now they ass call us
to ask for dollars
Sittin behing glass
class Impala's
I make two cash everytime I pass the closet
If niggas lookin for the
The can be spotted
the man
He got it in his of wallet
Ain't no If's, And's, it
'That man's the
I accedently spent grand
Cause man, we
We don't shop at Dollars
If your ice is
If you ask me for a
I make my price
We still ghetto, lookin for metal mics to break
I'm hangin around a hood, like a liscense plate
I'm not cappin, trust me
You'll when I'm cappin
I pull out that gat
And you hear that click-clackin
You hear what that boy
be a hard head
Save me some overs im through with some raw bread

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

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

[Paul

say stuntin's a waste of money
'Man, invest it in
Now homeless and out of work
Ever since flopped
Have a for every season
the Babeoulous way
Mo underneath my mattress
Then you in your safe
When money up? Make a different hustle blow up
cats older then me, but they ain't never grow up
Boys hit a of licks, buy some kicks and they quit
I ain't for a fifth, I'm on the grind to get rich
I ain't gone lie, I got making fifty a week
But when that fifty sunk to ten I woke up out of my
I don't with other ballers
I inspire
Self-Emplyed, I could a check

And hire
I admire myself, with a set of Slabs,
All courtisey of my underground, mass of
It matter what it cost, just grab some loot
I'll earn it back your class is through..
It's goin

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

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

Listen..
They say our album dropped
And we ain't proved a
Look at the Sound scannin
Tell us the King
Okay, if we don't hit Top 100 on
We still gone feel joy, 50 in Bills boy
We Houston streets, so you can say we RoadRunners
You better hide your deer, we was Doe Hunters
Never made doe a dealer, I'm no dope runna
But I intercept chips like a kick from a slow
HUT ONE! HUT TWO! - We through, what it do?
Direspecting that Houston, Texas Underground? a fool
It's if you DeeJay's don't give us Radio play
We tell the streets to go get our CD today, they
Underground CD sella, Hundred or betta
But I'm not in this to get a Grammy 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 boys in the dirty south
(Money is on your mind, chasin dollar signs
Get off of youe and go Grind)

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