Luyện nghe bài hát On The Grind

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

I the jackpot
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 kinda hard tryin' to stay on my feet
I hide it

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

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

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

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

Keepin' my mind 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 here

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

But shit aint
E'verythangs a
Cracka's out to you
Niggaz out to you

Camoflauge down but camoflaugin'
Out on the grind tryin' to bump Fed
Information be leakin', bullets heat
93 peepin', nowadays I be creepin

It's a god shame how dis game make a nigga
Always see in Benzo's, Lexo's, Lac's and
And fly ass bitchez out for the
But ain't no thang bitch you cant get dis
But you get dis, there's plenty more 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 out there
to come up off of you
You know what im

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

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

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

There ya go, you got the keys to the
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 ever you wanna go
And put it down any state, the world, nationwide, baby

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

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

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

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

It's my mind matter
People walkin' 'round 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
Ain't goin' on but the rain around here

It's my mind matter
People walkin' 'round talkin' that chit
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