Luyện nghe bài hát Grippin Grain

Grippin grippin grain
We grippin grain and poppin upon ya
(Them g's are so real)
We roll thangs sweet round ya corner
(Tell me the deal yeah yeah)
We grain and poppin trunks upon ya
(Can you me )
We roll thangs sweet round ya corner
(Them g's are so real)

Well I'm grippin grain stains presses cuts and pinky rings
Viper jets and choo choo trains it my fault I hog the lane
Living life well give me a
Blind the whats happening boys
Fancy toys we bring the
C-Nile youngster star

We got cars body guards walkie talkies cellulars
84'S remote TV with the VCR
Watching a flick or click
Drop another platinum
Watching my weight get back and
Got em all halamade

Millionaire billionaire with Jaguars
queens with no flaws when I pass they show bras
I'm lil made sashay shade all my Taylor made
Lorenzos and razor blades flip and getting paid
Dropping our chop a blade
Blaze the hay got hoes for
Acrobats Bentley and Jag Bentley with the tags
Me and ducoup in the drop the top and raise the roof
Diamond rocks in every tooth c nile all the loot

Now I can't at night
Pulling out my ice the day come for us to ride on leather
I'm not worried a thing popping diamonds on my pinky ring
We grain and popping trunks upon ya
Now there was playa plex the Eastcoast
But the Southside it down we grippin grain
We grippin and popping trunks upon ya
I wanna roll with you

We grippin grain down south cause its to get paid
Big new come phillie money hopping on blades
Ass sinking in leather but aint nuthin better
Than a top dropper popper Down South go getter
No chasing in the sun rocks go rockin no fun
Now im my one cause my job is done
Nationwide here I come praise wood in my
Swinging bubble eyes banging screwed or funked
They didn't believe I can it but I don't no what they expected
From a nigga whose is strait drug and Benz'
Holding down our swinging wide in my Lexus
spot haters crawl as I floss through Texas
Feelin good on the lean up looking clean
bezetines 50 rocks in my ring
Though my diamonds glitter when I'm up on the scene
And they be jockin but Kool-Aid looking clean

They me its going down on the southside of town
We grippin
We grippin grain and trunks upon ya
I wan to roll with you

And now you see just how it goes 3rd coast down for sure
Ain't a roley on the hoes we got wheels and dough
Gotta some more it's 3 or 4 CD blowin
My ac blowin glowing all across the nation
Drop my weight hatin

I'm lil pat carrying yung grippin just for fun
Candy beatin me in the sun hop out the truck number one
would feeling good showin off you wish you could
Diamonds up against the
Does his thing near hood
Showin up up 20 inch on truck to truck pinky close to clut
You looking good keep showin up
Jump in the hearse driving in circles dropping screen Urkel
Turn the channel now im Kirk
that tape out cut the verse from the side to back in the Cadillac
Still two corners round Mr.
Slangin a hun' showed sum yung
And the niggas all got lil sprung
Raise the wheels aint fuck the real
Flipping double 0 seal in the feel
Blaze to buy some here candy red they gots to spill

They telling me its going on the southside of town
We grippin
We grippin grain and poppin upon ya
I just wan to with you