Luyện nghe bài hát Grindin' (Selector Remix)

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

From ghetto to ghetto, to backyard to
I sell it on whip, it's off the hard
I'm the neighborhood
Call me sub woofer, I pump bass like 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 these eyes
Benz with the wagon 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 jewels is flirting me, 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, cake, I'm the baker's man
I bake cakes as fast 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, my chick, topless
a buck-six with me in the cockpit
Grindin' cousin, I got for a dozen
Eleven-5, if I see ya keep it comin'
And my weight, that's just as heavy as my
So much dough, I can't I won't change
Excuse me if my got me full of myself
Cocky, that I just can't help
'Specially when them is spinning like windmills
And the ice 32 below minus the 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), you know what I keep in a linin' (Whooof)
Niggas better stay in line, (Whooof)
When you see a nigga like me (Grinding!)

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

My grind's 'bout family, never been fame
days I wasn't able 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 blue 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 'caine like a
Balance weight through the
Kids call me Mr. Sniffles, hand on my nickel
Plated whistle, one eye I'll hit you
As if I was Slick my aim is still an issue
Lose soul in whichever palm 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)

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