Luyện nghe bài hát Grindin' (remix)

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

From ghetto to ghetto, to to yard
I sell it on whip, it's off the hard
I'm the neighborhood
Call me sub woofer, 'cause I pump bass that, Jack
On or off the track, I'm heavy
'til you fall 'cause you could duck to the fetti govs
Sorry my love, what I'm seeing through eyes
Benz convoys with the on the side
Only big keep deuces 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
Platinum on the block consistent hits
While 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 bread up
And disguised in rap so the Feds back up
Watch it, like my whip, 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 won't
me if my wealth got me full of myself
Cocky, something that I just can't
'Specially when 20's is spinning like windmills
And the ice 32 below minus the chill
Filthy, the word that defines me
I'm just man, y'all never mind me

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

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

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

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

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

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