Luyện nghe bài hát On The Grind

What, you can find me on the with stones, quarters and zones
Or dope and powder broke, and our sale's soap and
And of our customers come up to us daily
Yet and still I cut stuff crazy, a hustler baby

What can I give you? I ki's to the kings
And Z's to the and ecstasy and weed to the teens
You need to see Wheez, anything you like and I 'em
From to Viagra and Vicadins Valiums

I'm the nigga they point to you hit my [unverified]
So get all money together, come and get my slabs
I get my cash, put some aside, and like half
And still for me to TV and deep-dish my nav'

And you can tell the law I say, they can kiss my acid
For the white people, I get two bricks for ten
I know the right people and I a nine on my waistline
And I'ma be right on the corner, wodie, I'm gonna

I 'em, "What!"
You see me hustlin' on the block all the
at the table, breakin' ki's down to dimes
Sooner or later, this gon' be mine
Nigga, I'm tryin' to

I 'em, "What!"
You see me hustlin' on the block all the
at the table, breakin' ki's down to dimes
Sooner or later, this gon' be mine
Nigga, I'm on the

Nigga, ya'll gon' respect Wheezy or the Tec squeezin' shots
I have chest steamin' hot and your sis' screamin', "Stop!"
I hang out on the block, nigga, rocks and weed
On the 'til the mornin', see the cops and flee

And if we beef, we don't beef long 'cause we gon' all night
So I hope you don't sleep all night, we on street all night
Say, aw aw, I want your boy to get me shoes
I spit tools, and put him tissues in his shoes

And the move every followin' week
So if you need to get it, too, then holla at me, got or D
And I shower your streets your [unverified] pass out
More bricks than Three Lil' Pigs' last damn house

Stack crack and lay back and just laugh at
And issue work for and just grab that south
For real, nigga Whee, tryin' to shine
daybreak to nightfall, I'm gon' grind

'em, "What!"
You see me hustlin' on the block all the
Sittin' at the table, breakin' ki's down to
or later this neighborhood gon' be mine
Nigga, I'm on the

I 'em, "What!"
You see me hustlin' on the all the time
Sittin' at the table, ki's down to dimes
Sooner or this neighborhood gon' be mine
Nigga, I'm on the

Start from grams to ounces to quarters to halves to
Takes seconds to minutes to to days and to weeks
grind, work, hustle, struggle and get it
Gotta buy, cook it, cut it, it and flip it

And I flight everyday and from the corner to the avenue
And I'll sleep next week, man, I got yay, dope and to move
Ask them dudes when open shop, I ain't got a bag to lose
Especially if I like who sent 'em to me and I'ma tax a dude

Duck the Feds and like I duck my baby momma
Sometimes I play it sour, what you was yay was flour
I pull whatever for the cheddar, nigga flash and floss
Drought come around, then it's jack the cost or jack the

Cock the gun, then I rocks 'til I spot the sun
All day I hung the block, I see the and run
I'm to get rich 'cause I wan' shine
You can me on the block, nigga, all the time

I 'em, "What!"
You see me on the block all the time
Sittin' at the table, breakin' down to dimes
Sooner or later this neighborhood gon' be
Nigga, I'm on the

I 'em, "What!"
You see me hustlin' on the block all the
Sittin' at the table, breakin' ki's to dimes
Sooner or later this neighborhood be mine
Nigga, I'm on the

I 'em, "What!"
You see me hustlin' on the all the time
Sittin' at the table, breakin' ki's to dimes
Sooner or this neighborhood gon' be mine
Nigga, I'm on the

I 'em, "What!"
You see me hustlin' on the all the time
Sittin' at the table, ki's down to dimes
Sooner or later this gon' be mine
Nigga, I'm on the

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