Luyện nghe bài hát On The Grind

East Coast nigga if ya wit me let me ya say East Coast
East Coast 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 it's kinda hard tryin' to stay on my
I gotsta it

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

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

Im high foreva, lazer guard my door
Champagne bottles on the floor the night 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
Know what I'm
We gotta put it for the 9-9 know what I'm sayin'
You gonna put it

Keepin' my mind matter
People walkin' talkin' that chit chatter
nothin' goin' 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 addictive sex, and gamblin'
Fat chunks, fly cars, bitchez and gun
Niggaz goin' out for the goods don't me
I'm tryin' to on up like Georgia Wheezy

But shit aint
E'verythangs a
out to rush you
Niggaz out to 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 shame how dis game make a nigga
Always see in Benzo's, Lexo's, and figga's
And fly ass bitchez out for the
But ain't no thang 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 I'm sayin'
You got dem niggaz and dem hoes out
to come up off of you
You know what im

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

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

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

There ya go, you got the to the Benz
Keys to the house, know what I'm
Got 3 million in the
And you know I got you some of the
For you to smoke on the way where ever you 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
Girlies lose they site from at the ice
Got grip like a vice, stay fat
All my niggaz in da PIP holdin'

My mob is e'vrybody sittin' on cheese
Wit fly ass bitchez wit up they sleeve
Da boys burnin' 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 leave you
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 'round talkin' that chit chatter
Ain't nothin' goin' on but the rain around

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

It's my over matter
People 'round talkin' 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
nothin' goin' on but the rain around here