Luyện nghe bài hát Grindin' (remix)

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

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

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

Patty cake, cake, I'm the baker's man
I bake them cakes as as I can
And you can tell by how my bread up
And in this rap so the Feds back up
it, like 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 it comin'
And my weight, that's just as heavy as my
So dough, I can't swear I won't change
me if my wealth got me full of myself
Cocky, something that I just can't
'Specially them 20's is spinning like windmills
And the ice 32 below minus the wind
Filthy, the that best defines me
I'm just grinding man, y'all mind me

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

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

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

I move 'caine a cripple
Balance 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 still an
Lose your soul in whichever palm I'm
One'll leave you frozen, the other, noddin' and dozin', I'm grindin'

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