Luyện nghe bài hát On The Grind

Psycho Realm, P.O.D. Tribe, what? What?
My soul is payable on death, the flow I'm here is deaf
Mics come with a Teflon vest, my wreck
I'm a Psycho, ill with the
Heard a sick pedo noco noco by coasta

Gas mask with the gangsta
Got a piece that will the chrome D's on my low-low
Total chaos, you think that I'm a rapper way off
I'm a that be murderin' these tracks, so stay off

Serial rhymin', of drivin' and beat the hymen
And breakin' the hymen on ears never heard of the line that I'm in
The danger zone is common, city blocks got the demons
I'm a con-artist, starvin', armin'

Jason's guitarin', Traa's bass Wuv is bombin'
the streets to the booth
It's my from mental scarin'
the hell when I dwelled in an L.A. projects

Ever since the day the streets be
Do what it takes to from fallin'
All I is how to hustle, man
So I'll on it

Somewhere in world the sun is shinin'
on my face there's someone tryin'
Tryin' to grind it out streets we live
And I'm not

My souls payable on death, home out the west
My words be leapin' from the grill you holdin' your breathe
So who want and who gonna test?
Come get this beatin', I'm out the frame like graffiti

so misleadin' but I make it look easy
And out the box tryin' to cop my steezy
So my roll through, you know quite is kept
But my level is next, so bet it all on

I break bread with hustlers, conversate with
Conquer with warriors and preach to the fiends
Partake with dealers, love the least of these
Ask forgiveness a priest and keep my ears to the streets

Some of my people fightin' they own demons
And some of my still shootin' until it's even
Some kill you just because and I'll leave it at
But I choose to use mic to push these platinum plaques

Ever since the day the streets be
Do what it takes to from fallin'
All I is how to hustle, man
So I'll on it

Somewhere in your the sun is shinin'
Down on my face there's tryin'
Tryin' to grind it out these we live
And I'm not

since the day the streets be callin'
Do what it to keep from fallin'
All I is how to hustle, man
So I'll on it

Somewhere in your the sun is shinin'
Down on my face there's tryin'
Tryin' to grind it out these streets we
And I'm not

When it drizzle, comes the storm and you born
You see that rappers die where I come
You gangsta, thank the game
West full and it finally came

From the waters runnin' how the was won
How them candles for my brothers to find home
Broken and clipped wings
Though we birthed of the West coast, we'll in them real things

Did y'all know that gangstas cry?
Did y'all know all thugs ride?
We pimpin' but we had to
You ever my sister, got you

I'm keepin' it gangsta, keepin' it's worth keepin'
And paid for being processed with worth leakin'
The streets ball me out of control
I'd rather be sendin' before I let it go

Ever the day the streets be callin'
Do what it to keep from fallin'
All I is how to hustle, man
So I'll on it

Somewhere in your the sun is shinin'
on my face there's someone tryin'
Trying to grind it out these we live
And I'm not

Ever since the day the be callin'
Do it takes to keep from fallin'
All I is how to hustle, man
So stay on it

Somewhere in your the sun is shinin'
Down on my face there's tryin'
Trying to it out these streets we live
And I'm not

stay on the grind, I do this all the time
For all it's worth, I keep on searchin' for my piece of
I'll stay on the grind, I do all the time
For all it's worth, I keep on searchin' for my of mind

I'll on the grind, I do this all the time
For all it's worth, I keep on searchin' for my of mind