Luyện nghe bài hát On The Grind Homie

Yeah!
It's Major Pain,

Ha, Ha
Ight, let me get
KOOPA!

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

[talking over Chamillionaire]
So I'm goin 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,
my headphones up
it go

I'm back to the bone, it feel like I'm the best and cannot contest when I'm kicking that mess
Cause ya is undressed when she lifting her dress It's like Mannie and Fresh they 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 figure the
Cause I impress my own self, and only the man can judge me
Re-tellers ya mixtape rappers than they hug me
I control the market, even bootleggers be dovey
Plus the necklace got em thinking Johnny the jeweler's my buddy
Crash test the best, if you hate me than youse a dummy
Gimme a I bet you turn the opposite of chubby
Ever verse is crack, and crack be singing they love me
Mix-tape 4 I bet that you become a drugy
They sayin that money talks, rappers better not I make a
Walkin a major money, is of these rappers is found
Even the mayor know my enough to buy the town
Plus the wheels of fortune, so I'm a bout to buy a
Ever verse is a msterpiece, my money's stacking like Master P's
Feeling like Mighty Mouse the way I be flights to stack the cheese
Please, you better not another sound
Yeah, yeah I rep the they just "Download my style"
Welcome to the garage, pick any car and the room she yells
she was staring at the lady that's on the broom
Can't it a fleet (why) more like a patone
car everyday of the week from fourth of July till June
Look at how they they tone, who not playa
In the wind I'm in Berlin, I know you not dear
Into the coat in the ATM sound like AOL
Soon as I'm my account it tells me "You Got Mail"
Ha, ha, Bocu Monname, who is cold as me?
Betty fresh kiss the kicks when they in all his teeth
French chick was in the whip, now she on the street
She was fine till she ask me she can hold a G
Yeah, and if I I'm a get it
And if I don't really it, then it can leave I'm a let it
Used to be N Luv With My Money, now I'm in love my credit
By the bar with dollars I buy a building with debit
Uh, I hit that Harlem Nights, It's goin the storm
Look up to the roof it's reindeer, feeling like home
Famous bet that he leave out with the baddest one
Call her dot com cause she lookin she Amazon
Got her suit T.I., and I got a hundred million more to go
Boys in Texas D.E.Y. know they know like (Shawty) Lo
Lil Boosie check out the bang, getting check ya shorty
my bank account they won't ever come up shorter low
Woo, they be Koopa you so cocky bro
I did everything that they say was impossible
And I feel like a one man crew, what I need a posse for?
All ice on me like I got hit with hockey throat
Duck, say that they wanna have fun
like Sliverspoons in the pool of the mansion
See ya stroking in the nude and I had one
So I'm a 'turn the camera on the pool', Camron
Had this chick in the crib, me that I was difficult
Told me I should go to the days when I had the glistening too
Then she tried to tell me I go back to rap with, Who?
Mappala Weezyana (yeah) I that she gonna get the boot
Kop, mother must of had a son
Cause I'm flyer than the roof in the storm
say Mixtape Messiah here, haters prepare better to run
When ya see me greemy like "Cannon" I am a don
HUH!