Luyện nghe bài hát On My Grind

Artist: Scarface f/
by: [email protected]

1]
When I was in the sixth grade, these niggas was made
They was science, I was thinking get paid
I always a plan to get doe
Like selling the same shit I use to steal outta stop-n-go
I use to run a route
But that pay me enough, I was still on the bus
My would always tell me don't you rush to get old
But did I listen to the shit I was told
I was a ghetto boy long before the rap existed
I use to take my lunch and pitch it
I stayed on suspension, I ain't fuckin' school
Truant officers be chasin' me, I'd 'em the blues
Hit the off of Roomer just to pass the time
Shoot the shit and to Shamrock, stole me a wine
Get smashed and hit the bus when school let out
Get off at tina house and that cot
Walk up outta smelling like fish in my pocket
Then to the southside walking home from Watkins
I stopped to see the off of Huckala street
All you game in the front bumpin' this beat

[Chorus:
Ever I could remember I been on my grind,
All the
Nothing but paper and pussy and the finer on my mind
I had to
By any means I had to go out and get it
And come wit it, thug life I was wit it
My balls and my word told a nigga that the was mine
That's why I stay on the

2]
I remember when the dope game up, serving the hypes
I was seeing more doe than I seen in my life
I was up eightballs and knowing the shake
Kept a thousand in my pocket, twenty in the safe
I had my grandmother how I got that shit
'Cause every other day I had to buy new
cats steppin' to me as if I was the man
Getting telephone calls from my friends
I'm sixteen years old, game so throwed
I was parking niggas frontin' me and they hoes
Eventually I moved out, rented a
I'm stretching the dope, seventeen from an ounce
We cop ya pots fulla spray, I'm moving big
But that was in the days, nobody thought about a dope case
It's all out, get in get out
giving mutha fuckas ten years for each rock
It's fucked ain't it, but I'm lookin' at the they done painted
They all these niggas who's careers was dope gamin'
The crack had you locked if you was in it
And even if you stepped out with bread you spend it
In the beginning had they whole hoods flooded
Wit that Montana disease like "fuck it"
And drug just another day in the life
You fucked over me, I you, done gave me the right

3]
I'm up and down I-10, with a car full of
Finta my ends, finta get this Benz
Stopped short of my drop spot by red flashing
I'm dirty, and if he wants to search blast him
I roll the windows down so I can him my hands
Wouldn't you know, the cop done me over my man
I got a brand new plan take shit to the line
Stop an Sony's and give it back I'll give you a
With ten you can go to work for a week
Take some time off to think, even throw in a key
He stopped at the mo', I him the doe
Checked in my room then out the scale and the blow
There's a knock at the door, I grabbed the
It was the homeboy who set me up on the floor