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 about to
(I'm yo' Pusha)
That they've never before, c'mon

From to ghetto, to backyard to yard
I sell it on whip, it's off the hard
I'm the neighborhood
Call me sub woofer, 'cause I bass like that, Jack
On or off the track, I'm 'cause
Ball 'til you fall 'cause you could duck to the fetti
Sorry my love, what I'm seeing through these
Benz with the wagon on the side
Only big keep deuces on the ride
Gucci Chuck Taylor with the on the side
Man, I a buck, why scram?
I'm to show 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 with consistent hits
While Pharrell keep talking this music

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

Patty cake, patty cake, I'm the 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
Watch it, like my whip, my chick, topless
Doing a with me in the cockpit
cousin, I got hoes for a dozen
Even Eleven-5, if I see ya it comin'
And my weight, that's just as heavy as my
So dough, I can't swear I won't change
me if my wealth got me full of myself
Cocky, something that I just help
'Specially them 20's is spinning like windmills
And the ice 32 below minus the chill
Filthy, the word that best me
I'm just grinding man, 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 in line, when (Whooof)
When you see a nigga like me (Grinding!)

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

My grind's 'bout family, been about fame
From days I wasn't able there was 'caine
Four and a will get you in the game
Anything is just a goddamn shame
Guess the weight, my watch got chips in the face
with two tips, whoever gets in the way
Not to mention the that rests by the lake
Consider my raw demeanor the on the cake, I'm Grinding

I move 'caine a cripple
weight through the hood
Kids call me Mr. Sniffles, other hand on my
Plated whistle, one eye I'll hit you
As if I was Slick Rick my aim is still an
Lose your soul in whichever palm I'm
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 know what I keep in a (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)
Niggas better in line, when (Whooof)
When you see a nigga me shinin' (Grinding!)