Luyện nghe bài hát Grindin

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

Kass]
It's the you love to hate, '98
Now how cheese can one black nigga take
Convertible Jag XK8 wit customized
Playmates jumpin out my cake
See we be on one, so raise the
Or we gon tear the up, hosin daisy dukes
I made you lose, orange mixed wit Indo
I be doin my dizzo, that's for shizzo
C Arson baby, and raised
Back in the Kay kays, we was babies
Now, I get like a circle
Squeezin on ya lady fat ass a girdle
cute, she was built somethin fierce
21, had a tongue and a bellybutton
Playa, I think your wanna politely bite me
Play Albert, but that hurt boo, blow lightly

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

Kass]
Let's you back to the basics
I smack a ass like a dominatrix
is cruel, faces and misdemeanor cases
More chedda, the better
trunk tight,
wit my grandma dressin all you chickens on night
I'm flossin in Vegas, dream come true
a '98 cream, V1-2
Of course, you be me in one two
Or me, three, cut key boo, one on Peach Tree
One on Crenshaw, one on fifth
Walkin in a B-Boy stance, holdin my
I'm sick, scripts like nixel plicks on chicks
If ridin on my Navy, like fleas and tits
You need to just, catch us in the
drunk minimum, freak 'em from the back, then I'm bendin 'em
And it stop, til the fat lady sing
But where Roseanne Barr at any Knowhatimean?

[Ras
A material in a material world
her lips from 'cross the crowd, she said give me your world
But you can have a of my love tonight
I gets my on like D.U.I.
True lies between two thighs, no in my game
Tryin to over the world like Pinky and the Brain
Gotta get a lotta C.H.I.P.S. like Estrada
And gotta get a lotta hits like a fly
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 keep they panty showin
Grindin, and grindin, and