Luyện nghe bài hát Grindin

[Hook: Da
If you like what you see, a movie
Get ya grind on, playa haters, always
It's fun, gettin money, layin in the cut
We you need, now what's up

[Ras
the nigga you love to hate, '98
Now how much can one black nigga take
Convertible Jag XK8 wit customized
Playmates out my birthday cake
See we be on one, so the roof
Or we gon tear the club up, hosin dukes
I made you lose, orange juice mixed wit
I be doin my dizzo, that's for shizzo
C baby, born and raised
in the Kay kays, when we was babies
Now, I get around a circle
Squeezin on ya fat ass like a girdle
cute, she was built somethin fierce
21, had a tongue and a pierced
Playa, I your wifey wanna politely bite me
Marv Albert, but that hurt boo, blow lightly

[Chorus: Ras (Bad Azz)]
And all the say
(Get your grind on, just get your on)
And all the say
(Get your grind on, get your grind on)
And say
(Get your on, just get your grind on)
And all the say
(Get your on, just get your grind on)

Kass]
Let's take you to the basics
I smack a ass like a dominatrix
Life is cruel, faces and misdemeanor
More chedda, the more
trunk tight,
wit my grandma all you chickens on fight night
I'm flossin in Vegas, like dream come
a '98 cream, V1-2
Of course, you be me in one two
Or me, three, lazer cut key boo, one on Tree
One on Crenshaw, one on one-two
in a B-Boy stance, holdin my dick
I'm sick, scripts like nixel plicks on chicks
If they ridin on my Navy, like and tits
You to just, catch us in the club
Tear drunk minimum, freak 'em the back, then I'm bendin 'em
And it don't stop, til the fat lady
But where Roseanne Barr at any Knowhatimean?

[Ras
A material in a material world
Read her lips from 'cross the crowd, she give me your world
But you can have a of my love tonight
I my swerve on like D.U.I.
True between two thighs, no shame in my game
Tryin to take over the like Pinky and the Brain
get a lotta C.H.I.P.S. like Eric Estrada
And gotta get a hits like a fly swatter
it to up scale hoochies, the one who wear a thousand dollar dress
And got five on it stress
Don't get it twisted, why you over there at me
If you ain't comin tonight, let's get it on tonight
it on the Alize, Moet, the Chronic, the mic and strobe lights
Yeah, I'm knowin, that's why women they panty lines showin
Grindin, and grindin, and