Luyện nghe bài hát Grindin' (Selector Remix)

Yo, I go by the
(I'm yo' Pusha) Of Pharrell the Neptunes
And I just wanna let know (I'm yo' Pusha)
The is about to feel
(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 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, I'm seeing through these eyes
Benz with the wagon on the side
Only big keep deuces on the ride
Gucci Chuck with the dragon 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
in two games like I'm Pee Wee Kirkland
Platinum on the block with hits
While Pharrell keep this music shit

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 tell by how my bread up
And disguised in rap so the Feds back up
it, like my whip, like my chick, topless
Doing a with me in the cockpit
Grindin' cousin, I got for a dozen
Eleven-5, if I see ya keep it comin'
And my weight, just as heavy as my name
So dough, I can't swear I won't change
Excuse me if my wealth got me of myself
Cocky, something I just can't help
'Specially when them 20's is spinning windmills
And the ice 32 below minus the wind
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)
Niggas better stay in line, (Whooof)
When you see a like me shinin' (Grinding!)

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

My grind's 'bout family, never about fame
From days I wasn't able was always 'caine
Four and a half get you in the game
Anything less is 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 hideaway that rests by the
Consider my raw the icing on the cake, I'm Grinding

I 'caine like a cripple
Balance weight through the
Kids call me Mr. Sniffles, hand on my nickel
whistle, one eye closed I'll hit you
As if I was Slick Rick my aim is an issue
Lose your soul in whichever 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)

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

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