Luyện nghe bài hát On The Grind Homie

Yeah!
It's Pain, baby

Ha, Ha
Ight, let me get
KOOPA!

x2]
I through and show em how to do it (WOO)
And she like 'Boy, you tha (You tha truth)
And he like (yeah) 'Boy, you tha (you tha truth)
And she (hold up) 'Boy, you tha truth'

[talking chorus: Chamillionaire]
So what I'm try to do is
Go a faster
I'm a go a lil slow
Switch upt he style a lil bit,
You
I'm ready,
Turn my up
it go

I'm back to the bone, it feel like I'm the best and they cannot contest when I'm kicking that
Cause ya chick is undressed when she lifting her dress It's like Mannie and Fresh be looking like flesh!
that's on the net, saying Chamillionaire ain't the best
Get off the D, get off the I and let your keyboard the rest
Cause I impress my own self, and the man upstairs can judge me
Re-tellers open ya mixtape rappers than hug me
I the market, even bootleggers be lovey dovey
Plus the necklace got em thinking that Johnny the jeweler's my
Crash test the best, cause if you hate me than youse a
a month I bet you turn the opposite of chubby
Ever verse is crack, and crack kids be singing they me
Mix-tape Messiah 4 I bet that you a drugy
They sayin that money talks, rappers not I make a sound
a major money, is none of these rappers is found
Even the mayor my papers enough to buy the town
Plus the of fortune, so I'm a bout to buy a noun
verse is a msterpiece, my money's still stacking like Master P's
Feeling like Mighty Mouse the way I be taking flights to the cheese
Please, you better not make sound
Yeah, I rep the Texas they just "Download my style"
Welcome to the garage, pick any car and the room she 'which'
Like she was at the lady that's on the broom
Can't call it a fleet (why) more like a
Different car everyday of the week from fourth of July till
Look at how they change they tone, who not
In the wind I'm in Berlin, I it's you not dear
the coat in the ATM they sound like AOL
Soon as I'm checkin my account it me "You Got Mail"
Ha, ha, Merci Bocu Monname, who is as me?
fresh kiss the kicks when they stick in all his teeth
French chick was in the whip, now she sitting on the
She was looking fine she ask me she can hold a G
Yeah, and if I I'm a get it
And if I don't really want it, then it can I'm a let it
Used to be N Luv With My Money, now I'm in love my credit
By the bar with they dollars I buy a building debit
Uh, I hit that Harlem Nights, It's goin the storm
Look up to the roof it's reindeer, like Santa's home
bet that he could leave out with the baddest one
Call her dot com cause she like she Amazon
Got her suit like T.I., and I got a hundred more to go
Boys in Texas D.E.Y. know they know like (Shawty) Lo
Lil check out the bang, getting check ya shorty know
my bank account they won't ever come up shorter low
Woo, they be like Koopa you so bro
I did everything that they say was impossible
And I like a one man wrecking crew, what I need a posse for?
All ice on me like I got hit with hockey throat
Duck, they say they wanna have fun
Feeling Sliverspoons in the pool of the mansion
See ya breast in the nude and I had one
So I'm a 'turn the on the pool', like Camron
Had this chick in the crib, told me I was difficult
me I should go back to the days when I had the glistening too
Then she tried to tell me I should go back to rap with,
Mappala Weezyana (yeah) I bet'cha she gonna get the boot
Kop, mother must of had a son
Cause I'm flyer the roof in the gigantic storm
They say Mixtape Messiah here, haters better to run
When ya see me like "Cannon" Cause I am a don
HUH!