Luyện nghe bài hát On The Grind

Psycho Realm, P.O.D. Boo-Yah Tribe, What?
My soul is payable on death, the flow I'm layin' is deaf
come with a Teflon vest, my words wreck
I'm a Psycho, ill the voco-loco
Heard a pedo noco noco by coasta logo

Gas mask with the gangsta
Got a piece that will the chrome D's on my low-low
Total chaos, you think that I'm a your way off
I'm a killer be murderin' these tracks, so stay off

Serial rhymin', convicted of drivin' and beat the
And breakin' the hymen on ears that heard of the line that I'm in
The danger zone is common, city blocks got the demons
I'm a con-artist, starvin', strong

guitarin', Traa's bass while Wuv is bombin'
Bring the streets to the
It's my therapy from mental
From the hell I dwelled in an L.A. projects

since the day the streets be callin'
Do what it takes to keep fallin'
All I is how to hustle, man
So I'll on it

Somewhere in world the sun is shinin'
Down on my face there's tryin'
Tryin' to grind it out streets we live
And I'm not

My souls on death, home grown out the west
My words be leapin' the grill leavin' you holdin' your breathe
So who want next and who gonna
get this lyrics beatin', I'm out the frame like graffiti

It's so misleadin' but I make it look
And out the box tryin' to cop my steezy
So my crew through, you know quite is kept
But my level is next, so bet it all on

I break bread with hustlers, conversate kings
Conquer kingdoms with warriors and to the fiends
Partake communion with dealers, love the least of
Ask from a priest and keep my ears to the streets

Some of my people still they own demons
And some of my people still shootin' it's even
kill you just because and I'll leave it at that
But I choose to use mic to push these platinum plaques

Ever since the day the streets be
Do what it takes to keep from
All I is how to hustle, man
So stay on it

in your world the sun is shinin'
Down on my face there's tryin'
Tryin' to it out these streets we live
And I'm not

Ever since the day the streets be
Do what it takes to keep from
All I is how to hustle, man
So I'll on it

Somewhere in your world the sun is
Down on my face someone tryin'
Tryin' to grind it out these streets we
And I'm not

When it drizzle, comes the storm and you born
You see that die where I come from
You gangsta, thank the game
West full and it finally came

From the runnin' how the West was won
How them candles flamin' for my brothers to home
halos and clipped wings
Though we birthed of the West coast, talk in them real things

Did know that gangstas don't cry?
Did y'all know all thugs ride?
We pimpin' but we had to
You touch my sister, got you

I'm it gangsta, 'cause keepin' it's worth keepin'
And paid for being processed with sleepin' leakin'
The streets ball me out of control
I'd rather be love before I let it go

Ever the day the streets be callin'
Do what it to keep from fallin'
All I is how to hustle, man
So stay on it

Somewhere in world the sun is shinin'
on my face there's someone tryin'
Trying to grind it out these streets we
And I'm not

Ever since the day the streets be
Do what it takes to from fallin'
All I is how to hustle, man
So I'll on it

Somewhere in your the sun is shinin'
Down on my face someone tryin'
to grind it out these streets we live
And I'm not

I'll on the grind, I do this all the time
For all it's worth, I keep on for my piece of mind
stay on the grind, I do this all the time
For all it's worth, I on searchin' for my piece of mind

I'll on the grind, I do this all the time
For all it's worth, I keep on searchin' for my piece of