Luyện nghe bài hát Get Your Grind On

But I would've to hear
A Big Pun and B.I.G.
That shit would've incredible

Aye yaknahmsayin', it was happen
We our day, you know? I seen him
I seen him, I him at the pearly gates, yaknahmean?
We keep it, keep it, keep it from there

Uhh, I filthy
My and pops mixed me
With Jamaican Rum and
Huh, a set up

Shoulda pushed 'em dead off, the sweat off
Uhh, 'cause in this I'm dead off, squeeze lead off
Benz sped off, no shook hands in Brookland
Army fatigue up teams, the enemies

Look man, you see me locked up, shot up
Moms crotched up over the casket, bastard
Cryin', my friends is lyin'
Y'all know who killed 'em filled 'em with the Lugars from Rugers

Or they Desert, dyin' ain't the shit but pleasant
Kinda quiet, watch my niggaz bring the
cats the opposite of diets
You gain thirty pounds when you die no lie, eye

I was high when they hit me, took a few with me
Shit, I the company
Apoligies in order, to T'Yanna my
If it was up to me, you would be me

Sorta like, Daddy Dearest, my vision be the
Silencers so you can't it
Competition still fear it, shit ask me
I went from ashy to to classy, and still

Nigga gotta get his grind on
Come get introduced to my home, I grew up in the zone
Soon as you grown, you on your own, you your strap
You keep your chrome 'cause the is chilly
Now get your on

Come get introduced to my
A nigga grew up in the projects, end up mo' stressed
Mo' money, mo' drama you know a nigga keep his
'Cause the streets are killin', now get your on
Come get introduced to my

Yo, yo, the penalty is death, especially when I'm stressed
My hang with me 'til I eventually flip
I never reject an offer to battle, slap a coffin on the
And rattle like a wooden horse to El

Niggaz talk but they babble 'cause they sayin' nuttin'
If blazin' somethin' with the mac I'm in the shack bakin' muffins
Fake the and get your rump roast
One dose of the toast'll you jump if you come close

Pun spoke, ain't no more debatin' my Squad been
For the time to give you what you all been waitin'
An orgination of veterans
With genuine skills to pay the heat, gas, and the rest of the

Invest in the real, don't get left in the
My tech and my steel turn your whole crew vegetabills
We blessed the will to never surrender
'Cause my every in and out, unseen like I entered the ninja

still gotta get his grind on
Come get introduced to my home, I grew up in the zone
as you grown, you on your own, you keep your strap
You keep your chrome 'cause the is chilly
Now get grind on

Come get to my home
A nigga up in the projects, end up gettin mo' stressed
Mo' money, mo' drama you know a keep his armor
'Cause the streets are killin', now get grind on

I got that new F-N, call it that nigga gun
Couple of tips make you faggot niggaz run
Crack up, everybody clear out
Anybody pumpin' rock is gettin' aired out

I'm in that with my bitch in the pack
mommy got a body but she itchin' to clap
And I know you pitchin' purple but we the packs
Listen, don't make me hurt you, I'm just givin' the

On that I 9-5 swirvin' to a near you
My watch out for that Black Surburbans
And no not the Feds, man papi's home
And got it good, he could put you on

Listen, I done made abandoned blocks hot
to ten Benzes, a couple of drops
Couple of rubber bands from the cops
Just to see my niggaz eat and and huggin' the blocks

Crack a 'em, right besides 'em
In of a hundred million viewers, shouldn't surprise 'em
We from the Bronx the mayors lift up
And niggaz get shot in broad day we don't give a

little niggaz on bike and just shoot you
All for a pair of some Nikes, the shits
I seen fiends O.D., shot the wrong pack
Then they call the the bomb smack

to Crack, the God body
The hard body, the realest
The John Gotti, rap shit
Will it me? Never

goes out to cats, fingers in they ass again
Fifty half-a-men, daydreamin'
Fuck get wet like semen, your whole team-and
Be Morgan than

I took the and, moved to new places new faces
Fuck the screwfaces, 'cause I flip
I make the papers, dangerous, we
Niggaz bang with us, try to do me

My be unruly to old school cats that call gats toolies
Call blacks moolies, think it's cool to smoke
And fuck without rubbers, specialize in killin' and grandmothers
Who ya trustin', shit when start bustin', Frank start somethin'

Killin' ya gently, God meant me to push a
Me and Sean Combs takin' home
On the with the chip, with these Cristal chicks
'Bout to make our own porno flicks, my life's the