Luyện nghe bài hát Grindin' (remix)

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

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

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

Patty cake, patty cake, I'm the 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, my whip, like my chick, topless
Doing a buck-six me in the cockpit
Grindin' cousin, I got hoes for a
Even Eleven-5, if I see ya keep it
And my weight, just as heavy as my name
So much dough, I can't swear I change
Excuse me if my wealth got me of myself
Cocky, something that I just can't
when them 20's is spinning like windmills
And the ice 32 minus the wind chill
Filthy, the word that best me
I'm just man, y'all never mind me

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

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

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

My grind's family, never been about fame
From I wasn't able there was always 'caine
and a half will get you in the game
Anything less is a goddamn shame
the weight, my watch got blue chips in the face
Glock with two tips, gets in the way
Not to mention the hideaway rests by the lake
Consider my raw the icing on the cake, I'm Grinding

I 'caine like a cripple
weight through the hood
Kids call me Mr. Sniffles, other hand on my
Plated whistle, one eye closed hit you
As if I was Slick Rick my aim is an issue
Lose your soul in 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 what I keep in a linin' (Whooof)
Niggas better stay in line, (Whooof)
When you see a nigga 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 like me (Grinding!)