Luyện nghe bài hát Grindin (reggae Remix)

Yo, I go by the
(I'm yo' Pusha) Of Pharrell from the
And I just let y'all know (I'm yo' Pusha)
The world is about to
(I'm yo' Pusha)
That they've never felt before,

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

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

cake, patty cake, I'm the baker's man
I them cakes as fast as I can
And you can tell by how my stack up
And disguised in this rap so the Feds up
Watch it, like my whip, like my chick,
Doing a buck-six me in the cockpit
Grindin' cousin, I got for a dozen
Eleven-5, if I see ya keep it comin'
And my weight, that's just as heavy as my
So much dough, I can't swear I change
me if my wealth got me full of myself
Cocky, that I just can't help
'Specially when them 20's is spinning like
And the ice 32 below minus the chill
Filthy, the that best defines me
I'm just grinding man, y'all never me

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

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

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

My grind's 'bout family, never about fame
From days I wasn't able there was 'caine
Four and a half will get you in the
Anything less is just a shame
Guess the weight, my watch got blue in the face
Glock two tips, whoever gets in the way
Not to mention the hideaway rests by the lake
my raw demeanor the icing on the cake, I'm Grinding

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

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

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

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