Luyện nghe bài hát Go Grind

Listen..
They say rapping's a waste of
'Take ya ass to
Now they broke ass us
Tryin to ask for
Sittin behing glass
High 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 of wallet
Ain't no If's, And's, it
'That the hottest'
I accedently spent five
Cause man, we
We don't at Family Dollars
If ice is fake?
If you ask me for a
I my price inflate
We still ghetto, lookin for some mics to break
I'm still around a hood, like a liscense plate
I'm not cappin, cause me
You'll know I'm cappin
When I pull out gat
And you that thang click-clackin
You what that boy said?
Don't be a head
Save me some left overs im through with some raw

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

[Paul

They say a waste of money
'Man, it in stocks'
Now they homeless and out of
Ever since flopped
Have a for every season
the Babeoulous way
Mo money my mattress
Then you have in your
money slow up? Make a different hustle blow up
Alotta cats then me, but they ain't never grow up
Boys hit a couple of licks, buy some and they quit
I ain't hustlin for a fifth, I'm on the grind to get
I ain't gone lie, I got lazy fifty a week
But that fifty sunk to ten I woke up out of my sleep
I don't with other ballers
I inspire
Self-Emplyed, I could a check

And hire
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 earn it back your class is through..
goin down

Let's open, the garage and pull, cars out (Why?)
Show em how in the dirty south shiiiiiiiine
(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
Because money's on our miiiiiiiind
(Chasin them signs, you sayin you wanna shine?
Then get up off of your and go Grind)

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

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

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