Luyện nghe bài hát Enough

If you grind hard
If you grind enough
If you grind hard

1]
Oh Lord, I woke up this and started praying
And niggas feeling my pain, know what I'm saying
Dear Lord, street ain't no game, know what I'm saying
It's for my money really, fuck the fame and I ain't
See I passed the a couple of times, let me assist
Nigga me and ya'll how the fuck we gone miss
Nigga all we worry about is how the they gone flip
Come thru in dem drop things, I to god they gone trip
Beat the haters, Beat the feds, now that's be a sign
Smoke da blunt and left the body, Right and loose my
Hit the booth and out, almost lost my mothafuckin' mind
Might fuck these hoes, get on my grind
is the cousin of death and I'm alive
Thug Motivation inspiration equals survive
They tryna rob you for ya with no disguise
I know that shit was on you Young and where ya ride

(If you grind enough)
You could stack a few mil' nigga make it out the like me
(If you grind enough)
You could be a trap star nigga be on TV and it G
(If you long enough)
You could take care of your nephews and your and your moms and your girl
(If you grind enough)
You could stand on top, these hatin ass niggas It's Tha World

2]
I'm on deck, on point, I'm straight, I'm
Dropped the 500, drop dat old school
Live by the G Code nigga, I don't no rules
Hey, I was in the streets I ain't see those dudes
All I know, come through use the kitchen do the
Block hot say ya prayers say ya wishes
Jizzle you do? you sick of hopping outta a Coupe?
Cop a four nigga hop up out it in a suit
Giorgio Armani, still the struggle
I'm in Giorgio Armani, still represent the hustle
See the man made the clothes, clothes made the man
And if a nigga tell you different, he ain't seen a hundred
All I heard is what I couldn't do, All I is what I couldn't be
Yet I'm still on these niggas, just look at me
Sometimes I lay up in my bed, think my head hurt
Fuck I rather stress, yeah we call that bad work

3]
Okay now fuck that bullshit, get off ya ass
You with us
Yup, you grind a a half
And when you a half
You pay ya mothafuckin'
And then u the hood
You do the math
Now fuck that bullshit, get off ya ass
Get off ya ass
Nigga ya fuckin cash
And you grab ya
You pay ya staff
And then u paid the
You do the mothafuckin'