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 'Boy, you tha truth' (You tha truth)
And he (yeah) 'Boy, you tha truth' (you tha truth)
And she (hold up) 'Boy, you tha truth'

over chorus: Chamillionaire]
So what I'm try to do is
Go a little
Then I'm a go a lil
upt he style a lil bit, knahtalkinbout?
You
I'm ready,
my headphones up
it go

I'm back to the bone, it feel like I'm the best and they cannot contest when I'm kicking mess
ya chick is undressed when she lifting her dress It's like Mannie and Fresh they be looking like flesh!
Anybody on the net, saying Chamillionaire ain't the best
Get off the D, get off the I and let your figure the rest
I impress my own self, and only the man upstairs can judge me
Re-tellers open ya mixtape rappers than hug me
I control the market, even bootleggers be lovey
Plus the necklace got em thinking Johnny the jeweler's my buddy
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 love me
Mix-tape Messiah 4 I bet you become a drugy
They sayin that money talks, better not I make a sound
Walkin a major money, is none of rappers is found
Even the know my papers enough to buy the town
the wheels of fortune, so I'm a bout to buy a noun
Ever verse is a msterpiece, my still stacking like Master P's
Feeling Mighty Mouse the way I be taking flights to stack the cheese
Please, you better not another sound
Yeah, yeah I rep the Texas they "Download my style"
Welcome to the garage, pick any car and the room she 'which'
Like she was staring at the lady that's on the
call it a fleet (why) more like a patone
Different car of the week from fourth of July till June
Look at how they change they tone, who not
In the wind I'm in Berlin, I know you not dear
Into the coat in the ATM they like AOL
as I'm checkin my account it tells me "You Got Mail"
Ha, ha, Merci Monname, who is cold as me?
Betty fresh the kicks when they stick in all his teeth
chick was in the whip, now she sitting 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 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 Nights, It's goin prepare the storm
Look up to the roof reindeer, feeling like Santa's home
Famous bet that he could leave out with the one
Call her dot com cause she lookin like she
Got her suit like T.I., and I got a million more to go
in Texas D.E.Y. know they know like Shorty (Shawty) Lo
Lil Boosie out the bang, getting check ya shorty know
Checkout my 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 wrecking crew, what I a posse for?
All this ice on me like I got hit hockey throat
Duck, they say that they have fun
Feeling like Sliverspoons in the pool of the
See ya stroking in the nude and I had one
So I'm a 'turn the camera on the pool', like
Had chick in the crib, told me that I was difficult
Told me I should go back to the when I had the glistening too
Then she tried to me I should go back to rap with, Who?
Mappala (yeah) I bet'cha that she gonna get the boot
Kop, nature must of had a son
Cause I'm flyer than the roof in the storm
They say Mixtape Messiah here, haters prepare to run
When ya see me like "Cannon" Cause I am a don
HUH!