Luyện nghe bài hát Grill Em

Don't stop, grill em (grill em) don't stop, em (grill em)
Don't stop, em (grill em) don't stop, grill em (grill em)
stop, grill em (grill em) don't stop, grill em
Grill em, grill em, don't
This that get em sound, this get it down (down)
This that two step we don't shake or spin (no)
This that pick a size em up try ya luck
Playa hate, grill em down, let me see you twist ya

1]
This that hard for real, off the charts my
as you get to the lot ock (what) start to grill
Show mark a deal and you got the heart of steel
Scared a clown stare em down the nigga park his wheels (do it)
Then head to the club to em you a party wrecker (wrecker)
the bouncer cause he tryin to charge you extra (charge me extra)
But minute he letting in a mob of heffers (what)
And wanna give you a hastle at Don detecter
Search and pat ya where, like a fag and (queer)
Give that fag a have that little cracker scared (scared)
If he bout you can't wear ya hat in here
And that shit ya gear (grill em, grill em)
This made for playas in the club waving paper (nope)
This is for those stone cold haters
Who playa hate, spot the spot, place the place
And quick to lay a scrape or in ya bathing apes (ohh)
See I be on my
Cut you off while you dancing with that (come here)
Grill a bartender cause he see I.D.
And won't let you in that damn V.I.P. Grill em

This that get em sound, this that get it (down)
This that two step we shake or spin around (no)
This that pick a clown em up try ya luck
Playa hate, grill em down, let me see you ya frown
Don't stop, grill em (grill em) stop, grill em (grill em)
Don't stop, grill em (grill em) don't stop, em (grill em)
stop, grill em (grill em) don't stop, grill em
Grill em, grill em, don't

2]
This mobster shit (right) this Tupacalypse (right)
This that get in the bub and pop some shit (huh)
This that I'm here right watch ya bitch
He got, I aint got, hate on em he rockin it
What this nigga think (grill em) we don't feel chimp (grill em)
I don't feel this chimp (grill em) we got bigger (grill em)
(Grill em, grill em) if he dipped in (what)
We goin wild and push the till he spill his drink (do it)
Relax you better scrap (scrap) look I keep the (uhh huh)
We ain't tryin to the peace you can go ahead with that (go head)
We got desserts that'll leave you dead and flat
Fat to skinny, small to tall, dogs Webber Shaq (whatever)
Act and get stupid, scrappy do it
Hands up if the DJ put the scratch to ya
Erratic and lose it (lose it) ohh no yo
Go low and throw bows faster than (hey)
That's what a thug about (bout) that's what thuggin (bout)
So that you's a bad mother (shut your mouth)
thought it was over till you let the bluccas sprout
Clapped a few slugs for shouts after the get out