Luyện nghe bài hát Grindin'

Yo, I go by the
(I'm yo' Pusha) Of Pharrell from the
And I just wanna let know (I'm yo' Pusha)
The is about to feel
(I'm yo' Pusha)
That they've never felt before,

From to ghetto, to backyard to yard
I sell it whip on whip, it's off the
I'm the neighborhood
Call me sub woofer, I pump bass like that, Jack
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 with the wagon on the side
Only big boys keep deuces on the
Gucci Chuck with the dragon on the side
Man, I a buck, why scram?
I'm trying to show who the fuck I am
The jewels is flirting me, damned if I'm
Legend in two like I'm Pee Wee Kirkland
Platinum on the block consistent hits
While Pharrell keep talking music shit

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

cake, patty cake, I'm the baker's man
I them cakes as fast as I can
And you can by how my bread stack up
And in this rap so the Feds back up
it, like my whip, like my chick, topless
Doing a buck-six with me in the
Grindin' cousin, I got for a dozen
Even Eleven-5, if I see ya keep it
And my weight, that's just as heavy as my
So dough, I can't swear I won't change
Excuse me if my wealth got me of myself
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 word best defines me
I'm just grinding man, y'all never me

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

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

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

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

I move like a cripple
Balance weight through the
call me Mr. Sniffles, other hand on my nickel
Plated whistle, one eye closed hit you
As if I was Slick my aim is still an issue
Lose your soul in whichever palm I'm
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 like me (Grinding!)

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