Luyện nghe bài hát Grindin'

Yo, I go by the
(I'm yo' Pusha) Of Pharrell the Neptunes
And I wanna let y'all know (I'm yo' Pusha)
The is about to feel
(I'm yo' Pusha)
That never felt before, c'mon

From ghetto to ghetto, to to yard
I it whip on whip, it's off the hard
I'm the Pusha
Call me sub woofer, 'cause I pump like that, Jack
On or off the track, I'm 'cause
Ball you fall 'cause you could duck to the fetti govs
Sorry my love, what I'm seeing through these
Benz with the wagon on the side
big boys keep deuces on the ride
Gucci Chuck Taylor with the on the side
Man, I a buck, why scram?
I'm to show y'all who the fuck I am
The jewels is me, damned if I'm hurting
Legend in two like I'm Pee Wee Kirkland
Platinum on the with consistent hits
Pharrell keep 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, like my whip, my chick, topless
Doing a with me in the cockpit
cousin, I got hoes for a dozen
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 of myself
Cocky, something that I can't help
when them 20's is spinning like windmills
And the ice 32 below minus the chill
Filthy, the that best 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 stay in line, when (Whooof)
When you see a like me shinin' (Grinding!)

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

My grind's 'bout family, been about fame
From days I wasn't able there was always
Four and a half will get you in the
less is just a goddamn shame
Guess the weight, my watch got blue chips in the
with two tips, whoever gets in the way
Not to mention the hideaway that by the lake
Consider my raw demeanor the on the cake, I'm Grinding

I move 'caine a cripple
weight through the hood
Kids call me Mr. Sniffles, other hand on my
whistle, one eye closed I'll hit you
As if I was Slick Rick my aim is an issue
Lose soul 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)

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