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 is about to feel
(I'm yo' Pusha)
That they've never felt before,

ghetto to ghetto, to backyard to yard
I sell it whip on whip, it's off the
I'm the neighborhood
Call me sub woofer, 'cause I pump bass like that,
On or off the track, I'm heavy
Ball 'til you fall 'cause you could duck to the fetti
Sorry my love, what I'm seeing through eyes
Benz convoys with the on the side
Only big boys keep on the ride
Gucci Chuck Taylor with the on the side
Man, I a buck, why scram?
I'm trying to y'all who the fuck I am
The jewels is me, damned if I'm hurting
Legend in two games I'm Pee Wee Kirkland
Platinum on the with consistent hits
While Pharrell keep talking this shit

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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