Luyện nghe bài hát On The Grind Homie

Yeah!
It's Pain, baby

Ha, Ha
Ight, let me get
KOOPA!

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I come through and 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 little
Then I'm a go a lil
upt he style a lil bit, knahtalkinbout?
You
I'm ready,
Turn my 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 chick is undressed when she lifting her dress It's like Mannie and they be looking like flesh!
Anybody that's on the net, saying ain't the best
Get off the D, get off the I and let keyboard figure the rest
Cause I my own self, and only the man upstairs can judge me
Re-tellers open ya rappers than they hug me
I control the market, even bootleggers be lovey
the necklace got em thinking that Johnny the jeweler's my buddy
Crash test the best, cause if you hate me than youse a
Gimme a month I bet you the opposite of chubby
Ever verse is crack, and kids be singing they love me
Mix-tape Messiah 4 I bet that you become a
They sayin money talks, rappers better not I make a sound
Walkin a major money, is none of these 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 is a msterpiece, my money's still stacking like Master P's
Feeling like Mighty Mouse the way I be taking flights to stack the
Please, you not make another sound
Yeah, yeah I rep the they just "Download my style"
Welcome to the garage, pick any car and the she yells 'which'
Like she was at the lady that's on the broom
Can't call it a fleet (why) like a patone
Different car everyday of the week from fourth of till June
at how they change they tone, who not playa
In the wind I'm in Berlin, I know it's you not
the coat in the ATM they sound like AOL
Soon as I'm my account it tells me "You Got Mail"
Ha, ha, Bocu Monname, who is cold as me?
fresh kiss the kicks when they stick in all his teeth
French chick was in the whip, now she on the street
She was looking 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, it can leave I'm a let it
to be N Luv With My Money, now I'm in love with my credit
By the bar with dollars I buy a building with debit
Uh, I hit that Harlem Nights, goin prepare the storm
Look up to the it's reindeer, feeling like Santa's home
Famous bet that he leave out with the baddest one
Call her dot com cause she lookin like she
Got her like T.I., and I got a hundred million more to go
Boys in Texas D.E.Y. they know like Shorty (Shawty) Lo
Lil Boosie check out the bang, getting check ya know
Checkout my bank account they won't come up shorter low
Woo, they be like you so cocky bro
Cause I did that they say was impossible
And I feel like a one man wrecking crew, what I need a for?
All this ice on me like I got hit with hockey
Duck, say that 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 the camera on the pool', like Camron
Had this chick in the crib, told me I was difficult
Told me I should go back to the days 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 Messiah here, haters prepare better to run
When ya see me like "Cannon" Cause I am a don
HUH!