Luyện nghe bài hát On The Grind

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

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

bill dreams of a poor hustla
And I get's wit no busta
why I don't fuck wit a lot of niggaz
'Cuz hoe niggaz out 'bout gold diggerz

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

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

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

Keepin' my over matter
People walkin' 'round talkin' that chatter
Ain't 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

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

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

Camoflauge down but camoflaugin'
Out on the grind to bump Fed charges
be leakin', bullets heat seakin'
93 hour peepin', nowadays I be

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 loot 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

Keepin' my over matter
People walkin' talkin' 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 nothin' on but the rain around here

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

There ya go, you got the keys to the
Keys to the house, know what I'm
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, round the world, nationwide,

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

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

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

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

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

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

It's my mind over
People walkin' 'round talkin' that chatter
Ain't nothin' on but the rain around here

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