Luyện nghe bài hát On The Grind

What, you can find me on the corner stones, quarters and zones
Or dope and broke, and our sale's soap and flour
And most of our customers up to us daily
Yet and I cut this stuff crazy, a hustler baby

What can I give you? I distribute to the kings
And Z's to the fiends and and weed to the teens
You need to see Wheez, anything you like and I 'em
From crack to Viagra and Vicadins

I'm the nigga they to when you hit my [unverified]
So get all your money together, and get my slabs
I get my cash, put aside, and flip like half
And enough for me to TV and deep-dish my nav'

And you can tell the law that I say, can kiss my acid
For the white people, when I get two for ten
I know the people and I keep a nine on my waistline
And be right on the corner, wodie, I'm gonna grind

I 'em, "What!"
You see me hustlin' on the block all the
at the table, breakin' ki's down to dimes
Sooner or later, this neighborhood be mine
Nigga, I'm to grind

I 'em, "What!"
You see me hustlin' on the block all the
Sittin' at the table, breakin' ki's to dimes
Sooner or later, this neighborhood gon' be
Nigga, I'm on the

Nigga, ya'll gon' respect or else the Tec squeezin' shots
I have your chest steamin' hot and sis' screamin', "Stop!"
I hang out on the block, nigga, with and weed
On the 'til the mornin', see the cops and flee

And if we beef, we don't beef long we gon' creep all night
So I hope you don't sleep all night, we on your street all
Say, aw aw, I want your boy to get me shoes
'Cause I tools, and put him tissues in his shoes

And the bricks every followin' week
So if you need to get it, too, then at me, got powder or D
And I your streets until your [unverified] pass out
More bricks than 'The Three Lil' last damn house

Stack crack and lay back and just laugh at
And issue work for half and grab that south
For real, nigga Wheezy Whee, to shine
From daybreak to nightfall, I'm grind

'em, "What!"
You see me on the block all the time
Sittin' at the table, ki's down to dimes
or later this neighborhood gon' be mine
Nigga, I'm on the

I 'em, "What!"
You see me hustlin' on the block all the
Sittin' at the table, breakin' down to dimes
Sooner or later this gon' be mine
Nigga, I'm on the

Start from grams to ounces to quarters to to ki's
Takes seconds to to hours to days and to weeks
Gotta grind, work, hustle, and get it
Gotta buy, cook it, cut it, it and flip it

And I flight everyday and from the corner to the avenue
And I'll sleep next week, man, I got yay, dope and crack to
Ask them dudes when Wheezy open shop, I got a bag to lose
Especially if I don't like who sent 'em to me and I'ma tax a

Duck the Feds and drama like I duck my momma
Sometimes I play it sour, what you was yay was flour
I pull whatever for the cheddar, gotta flash and floss
Drought around, then it's jack the cost or jack the boss

Cock the gun, then I push rocks I spot the sun
All day I hung the block, I see the and run
I'm to get rich 'cause I wan' shine
You can me on the block, nigga, all the time

I 'em, "What!"
You see me on the block all the time
Sittin' at the table, breakin' ki's to dimes
or later this neighborhood gon' be mine
Nigga, I'm on the

I 'em, "What!"
You see me on the block all the time
Sittin' at the table, breakin' down to dimes
or later this neighborhood gon' be mine
Nigga, I'm on the

I 'em, "What!"
You see me hustlin' on the block all the
Sittin' at the table, breakin' down to dimes
or later this neighborhood gon' be mine
Nigga, I'm on the

I 'em, "What!"
You see me hustlin' on the all the time
Sittin' at the table, ki's down to dimes
Sooner or later this gon' be mine
Nigga, I'm on the

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