Luyện nghe bài hát Go Grind

Listen..
They say a waste of knowledge
ya ass to college'
Now they broke ass us
Tryin to ask for
behing glass Impala's
High Impala's
I make two cash everytime I pass the closet
If niggas for the grands
The can be spotted
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 my price inflate
We still ghetto, lookin for some metal to break
I'm still hangin around a hood, like a liscense
I'm not cappin, cause me
You'll when I'm cappin
I pull out that gat
And you that thang click-clackin
You what that boy said?
be a hard head
Save me some left im through with some raw bread

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

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

[Paul

They say stuntin's a of money
'Man, invest it in
Now they homeless and out of
Ever since flopped
a hustle for every season
That's the way
Mo underneath my mattress
Then you in your safe
When money up? Make a different hustle blow up
cats older then me, but they ain't never grow up
Boys hit a couple of licks, buy kicks and they quit
I hustlin for a fifth, I'm on the grind to get rich
I ain't gone lie, I got lazy fifty a week
But when that sunk to ten I woke up out of my sleep
I don't compete with ballers
I inspire
Self-Emplyed, I could write a

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

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

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

Listen..
They say our album dropped
And we ain't a thing
Look at the Scan scannin
Tell us the King
Okay, if we don't hit Top 100 on
We still gone feel joy, 50 in Bills boy
We Houston streets, so you can say we RoadRunners
You better your deer, like we was Doe Hunters
Never doe from a dealer, I'm no dope runna
But I chips like a kick from a slow punta
HUT ONE! HUT TWO! - We comin' through, it do?
Direspecting that Houston, Underground? What a fool
It's okay if you DeeJay's give us Radio play
We tell the to go get our CD today, they obey
Underground CD sella, Thousand or betta
But I'm not in this game to get a Grammy letta or
Just to make alot 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 and pull, Them cars out (Why?)
Show em how in the dirty south shiiiiiiiine
(Money is on your mind, chasin dollar signs
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 dollar signs, you you wanna shine?
Then get up off of your and go Grind)