Luyện nghe bài hát Grindin'

Yo, I go by the
(I'm yo' Pusha) Of Pharrell the Neptunes
And I just let y'all know (I'm yo' Pusha)
The world is to feel
(I'm yo' Pusha)
That they've felt before, c'mon

ghetto to ghetto, to backyard to yard
I sell it on whip, it's off the hard
I'm the Pusha
Call me sub woofer, I pump bass like that, Jack
On or off the track, I'm 'cause
Ball you fall 'cause you could duck to the fetti govs
my love, what I'm seeing through these eyes
Benz with the wagon on the side
Only big boys keep deuces on the
Chuck Taylor with the dragon on the side
Man, I a buck, why scram?
I'm trying to show y'all who the I am
The jewels is flirting me, damned if I'm
Legend in two games like I'm Pee Wee
Platinum on the block with consistent
While Pharrell keep talking this shit

Grindin'! (Ah)
Grindin'! (Ah)
Grindin'! (Ah)
Grindin'! (Ah)
Grindin'! (Ah)

Patty cake, patty cake, I'm the man
I them cakes as fast as I can
And you can tell by how my stack up
And disguised in this rap so the back up
Watch it, my whip, like my chick, topless
Doing a buck-six with me in the
Grindin' cousin, I got hoes for a
Eleven-5, if I see ya keep it comin'
And my weight, that's just as heavy as my
So much dough, I can't swear I change
Excuse me if my wealth got me full of
Cocky, something that I just can't
'Specially when 20's is spinning like windmills
And the ice 32 minus the wind chill
Filthy, the that best defines me
I'm just grinding man, never mind me

Grindin'! (Ah)
Grindin'! (Ah)
Grindin'! (Ah)
Grindin'! (Ah)
Grindin'! (Ah)

(Whooof), when you know what I keep in a linin' (Whooof)
Niggas better in line, when (Whooof)
When you see a like me shinin' (Grinding!)

(Grindin') Grindin', when you what I keep in a linin' (Whooof)
Niggas stay in line, when (Whooof)
When you see a like me shinin' (Grinding!)

My grind's 'bout family, never about fame
From days I wasn't able there was always
Four and a half get you in the game
less is just a goddamn shame
Guess the weight, my watch got blue chips in the
Glock with two tips, gets in the way
Not to mention the hideaway rests by the lake
Consider my raw demeanor the on the cake, I'm Grinding

I move 'caine a cripple
Balance through the hood
Kids call me Mr. Sniffles, hand on my nickel
Plated whistle, one eye I'll hit you
As if I was Slick Rick my aim is an issue
Lose your soul in whichever I'm holdin'
One'll you frozen, the other, noddin' and dozin', I'm grindin' Jack

Grindin'! (Ah)
Grindin'! (Ah)
Grindin'! (Ah)
Grindin'! (Ah)
Grindin'! (Ah)

Grindin' (Whooof), when you know I keep in a linin' (Whooof)
better stay in line, when (Whooof)
When you see a nigga me shinin' (Grinding!)

Grindin' (Whooof), when you what I keep in a linin' (Whooof)
Niggas stay in line, when (Whooof)
When you see a nigga like me (Grinding!)