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 about to
(I'm yo' Pusha)
That they've never before, c'mon

From to ghetto, to backyard to yard
I sell it whip on whip, off the hard
I'm the Pusha
Call me sub woofer, 'cause I pump bass that, Jack
On or off the track, I'm 'cause
Ball 'til you fall 'cause you could duck to the govs
Sorry my love, what I'm through these eyes
Benz convoys the wagon on the side
big boys keep deuces on the ride
Gucci Chuck Taylor the dragon on the side
Man, I make a buck, why
I'm to show y'all who the fuck I am
The jewels is me, damned if I'm hurting
in two games like I'm Pee Wee Kirkland
Platinum on the block with consistent
While Pharrell talking this music shit

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

Patty cake, cake, I'm the baker's man
I bake cakes as fast as I can
And you can tell by how my stack up
And in this rap so the Feds back up
Watch it, my whip, like my chick, topless
Doing a with me in the cockpit
Grindin' cousin, I got hoes for a
Even Eleven-5, if I see ya it comin'
And my weight, that's just as as my name
So much dough, I can't swear I won't
Excuse me if my wealth got me full of
Cocky, something that I can't help
'Specially when 20's is spinning like windmills
And the ice 32 below the wind chill
Filthy, the word that defines me
I'm just grinding man, y'all mind me

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

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

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

My 'bout family, never been about fame
days I wasn't able there was always 'caine
Four and a will get you in the game
Anything is just a goddamn shame
Guess the weight, my watch got chips in the face
Glock two tips, whoever gets in the way
Not to the hideaway that rests by the lake
Consider my raw demeanor the on the cake, I'm Grinding

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

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

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

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