Luyện nghe bài hát Grindin' (Selector Remix)

Yo, I go by the
(I'm yo' Pusha) Of Pharrell the Neptunes
And I wanna let y'all know (I'm yo' Pusha)
The world is about to
(I'm yo' Pusha)
That they've never felt before,

From to ghetto, to backyard to yard
I sell it whip on whip, off the hard
I'm the Pusha
Call me sub woofer, 'cause I pump like that, Jack
On or off the track, I'm 'cause
Ball 'til you fall 'cause you could duck to the fetti
Sorry my love, what I'm seeing these eyes
Benz convoys with the wagon on the
Only big keep deuces on the ride
Gucci Chuck with the dragon on the side
Man, I make a buck, why
I'm trying to show who the fuck I am
The jewels is me, damned if I'm hurting
Legend in two like I'm Pee Wee Kirkland
Platinum on the block with consistent
While keep talking this music shit

Grindin'! (Ah)
Grindin'! (Ah)
Grindin'! (Ah)
Grindin'! (Ah)
Grindin'! (Ah)

Patty cake, patty cake, I'm the man
I bake them as fast as I can
And you can by how my bread stack up
And disguised in this rap so the Feds up
Watch it, like my whip, like my chick,
a buck-six with me in the cockpit
Grindin' cousin, I got for a dozen
Even Eleven-5, if I see ya keep it
And my weight, just as heavy as my name
So dough, I can't swear I won't change
Excuse me if my wealth got me full of
Cocky, something that I just help
'Specially them 20's is spinning like windmills
And the ice 32 below the wind chill
Filthy, the word that best me
I'm just man, y'all never mind me

Grindin'! (Ah)
Grindin'! (Ah)
Grindin'! (Ah)
Grindin'! (Ah)
Grindin'! (Ah)

Grindin' (Whooof), when you what I keep in a linin' (Whooof)
Niggas better in line, when (Whooof)
you see a nigga like me shinin' (Grinding!)

(Grindin') Grindin', when you know what I in a linin' (Whooof)
Niggas stay in line, when (Whooof)
When you see a nigga me shinin' (Grinding!)

My grind's 'bout family, never about fame
From I wasn't able there was always 'caine
Four and a half get you in the game
Anything is just a goddamn shame
Guess the weight, my watch got blue chips in the
Glock with two tips, whoever in the way
Not to the hideaway that rests by the lake
Consider my raw demeanor the on the cake, I'm Grinding

I move 'caine a cripple
weight through the hood
Kids call me Mr. Sniffles, hand on my nickel
whistle, one eye closed I'll hit you
As if I was Slick Rick my aim is still an
Lose your soul in whichever palm I'm
One'll leave you frozen, the other, and dozin', I'm grindin' Jack

Grindin'! (Ah)
Grindin'! (Ah)
Grindin'! (Ah)
Grindin'! (Ah)
Grindin'! (Ah)

Grindin' (Whooof), when you what I keep in a linin' (Whooof)
Niggas better stay in line, (Whooof)
When you see a nigga like me (Grinding!)

Grindin' (Whooof), when you know what I keep in a (Whooof)
Niggas better stay in line, (Whooof)
When you see a nigga like me (Grinding!)