Luyện nghe bài hát Grindin' (remix)

Yo, I go by the
(I'm yo' Pusha) Of Pharrell the Neptunes
And I just wanna let y'all (I'm yo' Pusha)
The world is about to
(I'm yo' Pusha)
That they've felt before, c'mon

ghetto to ghetto, to backyard to yard
I sell it whip on whip, off the hard
I'm the Pusha
Call me sub woofer, 'cause I pump bass that, Jack
On or off the track, I'm heavy
Ball 'til you 'cause you could duck to the fetti govs
Sorry my love, I'm seeing through these eyes
Benz convoys with the wagon on the
Only big keep deuces on the ride
Chuck Taylor with the dragon on the side
Man, I a buck, why scram?
I'm to show 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 with consistent hits
While Pharrell keep talking 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 by how my bread stack up
And in this rap so the Feds back up
Watch it, like my whip, my chick, topless
a buck-six with me in the cockpit
Grindin' cousin, I got hoes for a
Even Eleven-5, if I see ya keep it
And my weight, that's just as as my name
So much dough, I swear I won't change
Excuse me if my wealth got me of myself
Cocky, something that I can't help
'Specially when them is spinning like windmills
And the ice 32 below minus the chill
Filthy, the word best defines 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 I keep in a linin' (Whooof)
Niggas better in line, when (Whooof)
When you see a like me shinin' (Grinding!)

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

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

I 'caine like a cripple
Balance weight the hood
Kids call me Mr. Sniffles, other 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 Jack

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

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