Luyện nghe bài hát Grindin' (Selector Remix)

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

From to ghetto, to backyard to yard
I it whip 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 'cause
'til you fall 'cause you could duck to the fetti govs
Sorry my love, what I'm through these eyes
Benz convoys with the wagon on the
Only big boys deuces on the ride
Gucci Chuck Taylor with the on the side
Man, I make a buck, why
I'm to show y'all who the fuck I am
The jewels is me, damned if I'm hurting
Legend in two games I'm Pee Wee Kirkland
Platinum on the with consistent hits
While Pharrell keep talking this music

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

Patty cake, cake, I'm the baker's man
I bake them as fast as I can
And you can by how my bread stack up
And disguised in this rap so the Feds up
it, like my whip, like my chick, topless
Doing a buck-six me in the cockpit
Grindin' cousin, I got hoes for a
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 swear I change
me if my wealth got me full of myself
Cocky, something that I just can't
'Specially when them 20's is spinning like
And the ice 32 minus the wind chill
Filthy, the word best defines me
I'm grinding 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)
better stay in line, when (Whooof)
When you see a nigga like me (Grinding!)

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

My grind's 'bout family, been about fame
From days I wasn't there was always 'caine
Four and a half will get you in the
Anything less is just a goddamn
the weight, my watch got blue chips in the face
Glock two tips, whoever gets in the way
Not to mention the hideaway that by the lake
Consider my raw demeanor the icing on the cake, I'm

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

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)
When you see a like me shinin' (Grinding!)

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