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 world is to feel
(I'm yo' Pusha)
That they've never felt before,

From ghetto to ghetto, to to yard
I it whip on whip, it's off the hard
I'm the neighborhood
Call me sub woofer, 'cause I pump bass like that,
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 the wagon on the side
Only big keep deuces on the ride
Gucci Chuck Taylor the dragon on the side
Man, I a buck, why scram?
I'm trying to show y'all who the I am
The jewels is flirting me, if I'm hurting
Legend in two like I'm Pee Wee Kirkland
Platinum on the block consistent hits
While Pharrell keep this music shit

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

Patty cake, patty cake, I'm the man
I bake them cakes as as I can
And you can tell by how my stack up
And in this rap so the Feds back up
Watch it, like my whip, like my chick,
a buck-six with me in the cockpit
Grindin' cousin, I got for a dozen
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 full of
Cocky, that I just can't help
'Specially when them 20's is spinning like
And the ice 32 below the wind chill
Filthy, the word that defines me
I'm just grinding man, y'all mind me

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

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

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

My grind's 'bout family, never been fame
days I wasn't able there was always 'caine
Four and a 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, whoever 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
Balance through 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
your soul in whichever palm I'm holdin'
One'll leave you frozen, the other, and dozin', I'm grindin' Jack

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

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

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