Luyện nghe bài hát Go Grind

Listen..
They say rapping's a of knowledge
'Take ya ass to
Now they ass call us
Tryin to ask for
Sittin glass Impala's
class Impala's
I make two cash deposits everytime I the closet
If niggas lookin for the
The grands can be
the man
He got it in his hand of
no If's, And's, about it
'That man's the
I accedently five grand
Cause man, we
We don't 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 around a hood, like a plate
I'm not cappin, cause me
You'll when I'm cappin
I pull out that gat
And you hear that thang
You hear what that boy
Don't be a head
Save me some overs im through with some raw bread

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

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

[Paul

They say a waste of money
'Man, invest it in
Now they homeless and out of
since Enron flopped
Have a hustle for every
That's the way
Mo money my mattress
Then you have in your
money slow up? Make a different hustle blow up
Alotta cats older then me, but they never grow up
Boys hit a of licks, buy some kicks and they quit
I ain't hustlin for a fifth, I'm on the to get rich
I ain't gone lie, I got lazy fifty a week
But when that fifty sunk to ten I up out of my sleep
I compete with other ballers
I myself
Self-Emplyed, I could write a

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

Let's open, the garage and pull, cars out (Why?)
em how boys in the dirty south shiiiiiiiine
(Money is on your mind, them 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?
get up off of your behind and go Grind)

Listen..
They say our just dropped
And we ain't a thing
at the Sound Scan scannin
Tell us the King
Okay, if we don't hit Top 100 on
We still feel joy, 50 hundreds in Bills boy
We Houston streets, so you can say we RoadRunners
You better hide your deer, like we was Doe
Never made doe a dealer, I'm no dope runna
But I intercept chips like a kick from a punta
HUT ONE! HUT TWO! - We comin' through, it do?
Direspecting that Houston, Texas What a fool
It's okay if you DeeJay's don't us Radio play
We the streets to go get our CD today, they obey
Underground CD sella, Hundred or betta
But I'm not in game to get a Grammy letta or metal
Just tryin to make of chedda, Mirror Mirror on the wall
Can you tell us who really 'Chamillion and Paul Wall'

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Let's open, the garage and pull, cars out (Why?)
Show em how boys in the dirty south
(Money is on your mind, chasin them dollar
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 them dollar signs, you sayin you shine?
Then get up off of your and go Grind)