Luyện nghe bài hát On The Grind Homie

Yeah!
It's Major Pain,

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

over chorus: Chamillionaire]
So I'm goin try to do is
Go a little
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 mess
Cause ya chick is undressed she lifting her dress It's like Mannie and Fresh they be looking like flesh!
Anybody that's on the net, saying Chamillionaire ain't the
Get off the D, get off the I and let your keyboard the rest
Cause I impress my own self, and only the man upstairs can me
open ya mixtape rappers than they hug me
I control the market, even bootleggers be lovey
Plus the necklace got em thinking that Johnny the jeweler's my
Crash the best, cause if you hate me than youse a dummy
Gimme a month I bet you turn the opposite of
Ever verse is crack, and crack be singing they love me
Messiah 4 I bet that you become a drugy
They sayin that talks, rappers better 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
Ever verse is a msterpiece, my money's still stacking like P's
like Mighty Mouse the way I be taking flights to stack the cheese
Please, you better not make another
Yeah, yeah I rep the Texas they "Download my style"
Welcome to the garage, any car and the room she yells 'which'
Like she was staring at the lady on the broom
Can't call it a (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 I'm in Berlin, I know it's you not dear
Into the in the ATM they sound 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 kiss the kicks when they in all his teeth
French was in the whip, now she sitting on the street
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 want it, then it can leave I'm a let it
Used to be N Luv With My Money, now I'm in with my credit
By the bar they dollars I buy a building with debit
Uh, I hit Harlem Nights, It's goin prepare the storm
Look up to the it's reindeer, feeling like Santa's home
bet that he could leave out with the baddest 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 check out the bang, check ya shorty know
Checkout my bank account they ever come up shorter low
Woo, they be like Koopa you so bro
Cause I did everything they say was impossible
And I feel a one man wrecking crew, what I need a posse for?
All this ice on me I got hit with hockey throat
Duck, they say they wanna have fun
Feeling like Sliverspoons in the pool of the
See ya breast stroking in the and I had one
So I'm a 'turn the camera on the pool', like
Had this chick in the crib, me that 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
I'm flyer than the roof in the gigantic storm
They say Mixtape here, haters prepare better to run
ya see me greemy like "Cannon" Cause I am a don
HUH!