Luyện nghe bài hát On My Grind

Artist: Scarface f/
by: [email protected]

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

[Chorus:
Ever since I remember I been on my grind,
All the
Nothing but and pussy and the finer things on my mind
I had to
By any necessary I had to go out and get it
And back 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 game started up, serving the hypes
I was seeing more doe than I ever in my life
I was rocking up eightballs and knowing the
Kept a thousand in my pocket, twenty more in the
I had my grandmother guessing how I got shit
every other day I had to buy new kicks
Older cats to me as if I was the man
Getting telephone from my uncle's friends
I'm sixteen years old, game so throwed
I was parking niggas frontin' me and fucking hoes
Eventually I moved out, a house
I'm stretching the dope, cuttin' seventeen an ounce
We cop ya pots spray, I'm moving big weight
But that was back in the days, nobody thought about a dope
It's all out, get in get out
They giving mutha fuckas ten for each rock
It's fucked ain't it, but I'm at the picture they done painted
They hanging all these niggas careers was dope gamin'
The crack had you locked if you was in it
And if you stepped out with bread you couldn't spend it
In the beginning niggas had they whole hoods
Wit that Antonio disease like "fuck it"
And drug wars just another day in the
You fucked me, I fucked you, done gave me the right

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