Luyện nghe bài hát On The Grind

East Coast if ya wit me let me hear ya say East Coast
Coast nigga if ya wit me let me hear 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 day of the week
But right now it's hard tryin' to stay on my feet
I hide it

Dolla bill dreams of a hustla
And I get's money wit no
That's why I fuck wit a lot of niggaz
'Cuz hoe foul out 'bout gold diggerz

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 make a nigga
Always see in Benzo's, Lexo's, and figga's
And fly ass out for the witchin'
But ain't no thang bitch you cant get dis
But when you get dis, there's plenty more to
you got fast loot in your pocket dat shit burn

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

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

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

Yo boy you been puttin' it for 10 years now
what I'm sayin'
It's yo time to 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 where you wanna go
And put it down any state, round the world, nationwide,

I came up so now a nigga sittin' on
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, they get me
Girlies lose site from starrin' at the ice
Got like a vice, pockets stay fat
All my niggaz in da PIP gats

My mob is thick sittin' on cheese
Wit fly ass bitchez wit tricks up they
Da burnin' trees and fonto leaves
Bitchez wanna skeeze for honey and G's

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

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

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

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

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