Luyện nghe bài hát Grindin'

Yo, I go by the
(I'm yo' Pusha) Of from the Neptunes
And I just wanna let y'all (I'm yo' Pusha)
The world is to feel
(I'm yo' Pusha)
That they've never before, c'mon

ghetto to ghetto, to backyard to yard
I sell it whip on whip, it's off the
I'm the Pusha
Call me sub woofer, I pump bass like that, Jack
On or off the track, I'm 'cause
Ball 'til you 'cause you could duck to the fetti govs
Sorry my love, what I'm seeing through these
Benz convoys with the on the side
Only big boys deuces on the ride
Gucci Chuck Taylor with the on the side
Man, I a buck, why scram?
I'm trying to show 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 with consistent hits
While 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 bread up
And disguised in this rap so the Feds up
Watch it, my whip, like my chick, topless
Doing a with me in the cockpit
cousin, I got hoes for a dozen
Even Eleven-5, if I see ya keep it
And my weight, that's just as heavy as my
So much dough, I can't swear I won't
Excuse me if my got me full of myself
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 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 nigga 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 me shinin' (Grinding!)

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

I move like a cripple
Balance through the hood
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 in whichever palm I'm holdin'
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 stay in line, (Whooof)
When you see a nigga like me (Grinding!)

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