Luyện nghe bài hát Go Grind

Listen..
They say rapping's a waste of
'Take ya ass to
Now broke ass call us
to ask for dollars
Sittin glass Impala's
class Impala's
I make two cash deposits everytime I the closet
If niggas for the grands
The can be spotted
the man
He got it in his hand of
no If's, And's, about it
'That the hottest'
I accedently spent grand
Cause man, we
We shop at Family Dollars
If ice is fake?
If you ask me for a
I make my price
We still ghetto, lookin for metal mics to break
I'm still hangin a hood, like a liscense plate
I'm not cappin, cause 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 hard
Save me some left overs im through with raw bread

Let's open, the and pull, Them cars out (Why?)
Show em how boys in the dirty south
(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
money's always on our miiiiiiiind
(Chasin dollar signs, you sayin you wanna shine?
get up off of your behind and go Grind)

[Paul

They say stuntin's a of money
'Man, invest it in
Now homeless and out of work
Ever Enron flopped
Have a hustle for every
the Babeoulous way
Mo money my mattress
Then you have in your
money 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 kicks and quit
I hustlin for a fifth, I'm on the grind to get rich
I gone lie, I got lazy making fifty a week
But when that fifty sunk to ten I woke up out of my
I compete with other ballers
I inspire
Self-Emplyed, I could write a

And hire
I admire myself, a set of Slabs, salute
All courtisey of my underground, mass of
It don't matter what it cost, grab some loot
I'll it back before your class is through..
goin down

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

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

Listen..
They say our album just
And we ain't proved a
at the Sound Scan scannin
Tell us who's the
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 deer, like we was Doe Hunters
Never made doe a dealer, I'm no dope runna
But I chips like a kick from a slow punta
HUT ONE! HUT TWO! - We comin' through, 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, obey
CD sella, Hundred Thousand or betta
But I'm not in this game to get a Grammy or metal
tryin to make alot of chedda, Mirror 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 sleep - we hustle and grind, all the
Because money's always on our
(Chasin dollar signs, you sayin you wanna shine?
get up off of your behind and go Grind)