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 most of our come up to us daily
Yet and still I cut this stuff crazy, a hustler

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

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

And you can the law that I say, they can kiss my acid
For the people, when I get two bricks for ten
I know the right people and I keep a on my waistline
And I'ma be right on the corner, wodie, I'm grind

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

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

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

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

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

crack and lay back and just laugh at droughts
And issue work for half and just grab that
For real, Wheezy Whee, tryin' to shine
From daybreak to nightfall, I'm gon'

'em, "What!"
You see me hustlin' on the all the time
Sittin' at the table, breakin' ki's 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' 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 hours to days and to
grind, work, hustle, struggle and get it
Gotta buy, cook it, cut it, sell it and it

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

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

Cock the gun, then I push rocks 'til I the sun
All day I the block, I see the cops and run
I'm tryin' to get 'cause I wan' shine
You can find me on the block, nigga, all the

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

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

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

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