Luyện nghe bài hát On The Grind

East Coast if ya wit me let me hear ya say East Coast
East 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 every day of the
But right now it's kinda hard to stay on my feet
I gotsta it

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

See I'm a tryin' to get by, get high
And get money right so I can get fly
I want the finer [Incomprehensible] the leathers
Wake up mornin' wit 2 bitchez in bed

Im high foreva, lazer beams my door
Champagne bottles on the from the night before
Da money man the illest
I foreallist, killa gets hot man like phillis

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

Keepin' my over matter
People walkin' 'round talkin' chit chatter
Ain't nothin' on but the rain around here

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

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

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

Camoflauge but never camoflaugin'
Out on the grind tryin' to bump Fed
Information be leakin', bullets seakin'
93 hour peepin', I be creepin

It's a god damn shame how dis game make a
see in Benzo's, Lexo's, Lac's and figga's
And fly ass out for the witchin'
But ain't no thang here you cant get dis
But when you get dis, plenty more to earn
When you got fast loot in your dat shit burn

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

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

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

Yo boy you puttin' it down for 10 years now
Know what I'm
yo time to shine now
So all y'all need to step back, baby

ya go, you got the keys to the Benz
Keys to the house, know I'm sayin'
Got 3 in the trunk
And you know I got you some of the
For you to smoke on the way where ever you go
And put it any state, round the world, nationwide, baby

I came up so now a sittin' on butt
Nowadays when you see me I'm in nothin' but
auto, get loose my motto
I sip and swallow bubbles from the bottle

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

My mob is thick e'vrybody on cheese
Wit fly ass bitchez wit up they sleeve
Da boys burnin' and fonto leaves
Bitchez wanna for honey bees and G's

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

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

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

It's my over matter
People walkin' 'round that chit chatter
Ain't goin' on but the rain around here

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