Luyện nghe bài hát On My Grind

Artist: f/ Z-Ro
by: [email protected]

1]
When I was in the sixth grade, niggas was bitch made
They was science, I was thinking get paid
I always a plan to get doe
Like the same shit I use to steal from outta stop-n-go
I use to run a route
But that pay me enough, I was still on the bus
My momma would always tell me 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 me, I'd give 'em the blues
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 walking home from
I stopped to see the homies off of Huckala
All you game in the front yard bumpin' this

[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 come back wit it, life I was wit it
My balls and my word a nigga that the world was mine
why I stay on the grind

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

3]
I'm up and down I-10, with a car of hens
check my ends, finta get this Benz
Stopped short of my drop spot by red flashing
I'm dirty, and if he wants to search I'ma him
I roll the windows down so I can show him my
you know, the cop done pulled me over my man
I got a brand new plan this shit to the line
Stop an Sony's and give it back I'll give you a
With ten thousand you can go to for a week
Take some time off to think, I'll even in a key
He stopped at the mo', I him the doe
Checked in my room then whooped out the scale and the
There's a at the door, I grabbed the four-four
It was the homeboy who set me up on the floor