Luyện nghe bài hát On The Grind

East Coast nigga if ya wit me let me hear ya say East
Coast nigga if ya wit me let me hear ya say East Coast

I want the
The gats, the yachts, the fat
The big
And fly I can dig out

I need a room for day of the week
But right now kinda hard tryin' to stay on my feet
I hide it

Dolla bill of a poor hustla
And I get's wit no busta
That's why I don't wit a lot of niggaz
'Cuz hoe niggaz foul out 'bout gold

See I'm a nigga to get by, get high
And get that money so I can get fly
I want the [Incomprehensible] skins the leathers
Wake up every wit 2 bitchez in bed

Im high foreva, lazer guard my door
Champagne on the floor from the night before
Da man be's the illest
I mean foreallist, killa gets hot man like

Hey you J you know we gotta put it down,
Know I'm sayin'
We put it down for the 9-9 know what I'm sayin'
You gonna put it

Keepin' my mind over
People walkin' 'round that chit chatter
Ain't goin' on but the rain around here

about all who you know
Pound for pound, toe to toe, for blow
Ain't nothin' goin' on but the rain here

E'verthangs sex, drugs and gamblin'
Fat chunks, fly cars, bitchez and gun
Niggaz goin' out for the goods don't me
I'm tryin' to move on up Georgia Wheezy

But shit easy
a hustle
Cracka's out to you
out to touch you

Camoflauge but never camoflaugin'
Out on the tryin' to bump Fed charges
be leakin', bullets heat seakin'
93 peepin', nowadays I be creepin

It's a god shame how dis game make a nigga
see in Benzo's, Lexo's, Lac's and figga's
And fly ass out for the witchin'
But no thang here bitch you cant get dis
But when you get dis, there's plenty to earn
When you got fast in your pocket dat shit burn

Ay yo BI
You know what I'm
You got dem niggaz and dem hoes out
Tryin' to up off of you
You know im sayin'

my mind over matter
People walkin' 'round that chit chatter
Aint nothin goin on but the around here

about all who you know
Pound for pound, toe to toe, for blow
Ain't goin' on but the rain around here

Yo boy you been it down for 10 years now
Know what I'm
It's yo time to now
So all y'all wannabe's need to step back,

ya go, you got the keys to the Benz
Keys to the house, what I'm sayin'
Got 3 million in the
And you know I got you of the poudy
For you to smoke on the way ever you wanna go
And put it down any state, the world, nationwide, baby

I came up so now a nigga on butt
Nowadays you see me I'm in nothin' but plush
Luxary auto, get my motto
I sip and swallow bubbles right the bottle

Cript joint the follow, get me nice
lose they site from starrin' at the ice
Got like a vice, pockets stay fat
All my niggaz in da PIP gats

My mob is e'vrybody sittin' on cheese
Wit fly ass bitchez wit tricks up sleeve
Da boys burnin' trees and fonto
Bitchez wanna skeeze for honey and G's

But naw fuck them hoes, a cant stand 'em
Flow get low when them leave you stranded
Naw fuck dat shit get out on the ground
I ain't to spend shit I'ma hold on to mine, what?

It's my mind matter
People walkin' talkin' that chit chatter
nothin' goin' on but the rain around here

It's all who you know
Pound for pound, toe to toe, for blow
nothin' goin' on but the rain around here

It's my mind matter
walkin' 'round talkin' that chit chatter
Ain't nothin' goin' on but the rain around

It's about all who you
for pound, toe to toe, blow for blow
Ain't nothin' goin' on but the rain around