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Lil Wayne - On The Grind

[Lil Wayne]
Whaaat
You can find me on the corner with stones, quarters and zones
or dope and powder broke, and our sale′s soap and flour
And most of our customers come up to us daily
Yet and still I cut this stuff crazy - a hustler, baby
What can I give you? I distribute ki′s to the kings
and z′s to the fiends, and ecstasy and weed to the teens
You need to see Wheez - anything you like and I have ′em
From crack to Viagra, and Vicadins valiums
I′m the nigga they point to when you hit my av
So get all your money together, come and get my slabs
I get my cash, put some aside, and flip like half
And still enough for me to TV and deep-dish my Nav′
And you can tell the law that I say they can kiss my acid
For the white people, when I get you bricks for ten, I know the right people
And I keep a nine on my waistline
And I′ma be right on the corner, wodie - I′m gonna grind

[Hook]
[Lil Wayne]
I tell ′em, "Whaaat!!"
You see me hustlin′ on the block all the time
Sittin′ at the table, breakin′ ki′s down to dimes
Sooner or later this neighborhood gon′ be mine
Nigga, I′m tryin′ to grind

I tell ′em, "Whaaat!!"
You see me hustlin′ on the block all the time
Sittin′ at the table, breakin′ ki′s down to dimes
Sooner or later this neighborhood gon′ be mine
Nigga, I′m on the grind

[Lil Wayne]
Nigga, y′all gon′ respect Wheezy, or else the tec squeezin′ shots
I have your chest steamin′ hot, and your sis′ screamin′, "Stop!"
I hang out on the block, nigga, with rocks and weed
On the corner ′til the mornin′, see the cops and flee
And if we beef, we don′t beef long ′cause we gon′ creep all night
So I hope you don′t sleep all night - we on your street all night
Say, aw aw, I don′t want your boy to get me shoes
′cause I spit tools, and put him tissues in his shoes
And the bricks move every followin′ week
So if you need to get it, too, then holla at me - got powder or d
And I shower your streets until your av pass out
More bricks than the three of your pigs′ last damn house
Stack crack and lay back, and just laugh at droughts
And issue work for half and just grab that south
For real, nigga - Wheezy Whee tryin′ to shine
From daybreak to nightfall I′m gon′ grind

[Hook]
[Lil Wayne]
Tell ′em, "Whaaat!!"
You see me hustlin′ on the block all the time
Sittin′ at the table, breakin′ ki′s down to dimes
Sooner or later this neighborhood gon′ be mine
Nigga, I′m on the grind

I tell ′em, "Whaaat!!"
You see me hustlin′ on the block all the time
Sittin′ at the table, breakin′ ki′s down to dimes
Sooner or later this neighborhood gon′ be mine
Nigga, I′m on the grind

[Lil Wayne]
I start from grams to ounces to quarters to halves to ki′s
Take seconds to minutes to hours to days and to weeks
Gotta grind, work, hustle, struggle, and get it
Gotta buy, cook it, cut it, sell it, and flip it
And I flight everyday and night from the corner to the avenue
And I′ll sleep next week, man, I got yay, dope, and crack to move
Ask them dudes when Wheezy open shop, I ain′t got a bag to lose
Especially if I don′t like who sent ′em to me and I′ma tax a dude
Duck the Feds and drama like I duck my baby momma
Sometimes I play it sour - what you thought was yay was flour
I pull whatever for the cheddar - nigga gotta flash and floss
Drought come around, then it′s jack the cost or jack the boss
Cock the gun, then I push rocks ′til I spot the sun
All day I hung the block, I see the cops and run
I′m tryin′ to get rich ′cause I wan′ shine
You can find me on the block, nigga, all the time

[Hook-4x]
[Lil Wayne]
I tell ′em, "Whaaat!!"
You see me hustlin′ on the block all the time
Sittin′ at the table, breakin′ ki′s down to dimes
Sooner or later this neighborhood gon′ be mine
Nigga, I′m on the grind

[Lil Wayne]
Look,

Дата написания: 27 Февраля 2024 21:45:54

Chamillionaire - On The Grind Homie

[Intro:]
Yeah!
It′s Major Pain, baby
Knahtalkinbout?
Ha, Ha
Ight, let me get serious
KOOPA!

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

[talking over chorus: Chamillionaire]
So what I′m goin try to do is
Go a little faster
Then I′m a go a lil slow
Switch upt he style a lil bit, knahtalkinbout?
You ready?
I′m ready, baby
Turn my headphones up
Hear it go

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

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 07:36:49

Cassidy - On The Grind

Yeah
Cassidy, yeah
Uh, I′m out here on the grind

[Hook 1]
I′m out here on the grind tryna get a little change
When niggaz tryna shine just to get a little name
They act a little funny and they talk a little strange
But they need to get they money and enjoy a little fame
Cause I′m out here on the grind tryna get a little change
When niggaz tryna shine just to get a little name
They act a little funny and they talk a little strange
But they need to get they money and enjoy a little fame

[Verse 1]
I was told it′s a crazy world, well I was born crazy too
1982, they said I was a baby who
Always started trouble, start to hustle what they made me do
As I grew as a man, my plans and my gravy grew
Coke, I copped a little, posted on the block a little
My block popped a little even though my rocks was little
But now a nigga grown started sellin bigger stones
Got a steady clientele that can′t leave the shit alone
Keep it on the hivic homes, can′t leave ya shit at home
If I spit it, I did it, I lived it, we can get it on
Forget it, I′m sick with it, the midget′ll get shitted on
You don′t wanna get the chrome, you wanna getcha phone
You don′t wanna brawl at all, you wanna call the law
But if you get called a snitch, you might as well call it quits
And I might answer the phone when ya call ya bitch
I push bars like rod, this shit all will flip

[Break]
Man I′m out here on the grind
I′m out here on the grind
I′m out here on the grind

[Hook 2]
I do this for the hood and I do this for the streets
I do this for my peeps cause my family gotta eat
I do this for the thugs that be hustling the drugs
I do this for my niggaz who be bustin all the slugs
I′d do this for the love but I do this to get paid
I do this for my niggaz in the cells and in the graves
I do this for my niggaz on the block that keep it thorough
I do this for all the hustlers around the world
Cause I′m out here on the grind

[Verse 2]
Don′t abuse the fame, use ya brain fore you open ya mouth
Or you could get poked ouch with the toast in ya mouth
I doubt i′ma go broke, I be done broke in ya house
You don′t hustle just cause niggaz cook coke in ya house
If I stop sellin coke, it′ll drought
And my flow so dope, I got insurance on my throat and my mouth
I change the game, my name gets spoken about
I′m still ill with the smoke in my mouth (whoa)
Ya sis oped, and I′ma open her blouse
Stick my dick down her throat and start stroking her mouth (whoa)
I let my unborns float in her mouth
And then I put a condom on and start stroking her out (whoa)
I blow the hydro to the scout
On the post with the rock inside got most of the clout
And most of the cash I′m bragging and boasting about
Copped a yacht and got a dock, I can float to the house
Got damn, you wouldn′t understand how I′m feeling man
I′m chilling man, all for the love of drug dealing man
I got change I′m gon borrow
That′s why I got a quarter million dollar painting hanging on my wall
So naw, I ain′t pressed for paper
But I′m dealing weight and got real estate tryna stretch the paper
It′s best to invest the paper
But if you wanna battle, let′s bet, I could use the extra paper
Cause i′d do whatever to eat
I′m from the street, if it′s beef, it′s whatever, I ain′t never been sweet
And in a battle, I ain′t never been beat
I′m in the race to take Jay-Z place, and you ain′t better than Bleek
When I speak, you can tell that I′m wise
Dog, I got the best punch lines since Big L was alive
And this was a big L so I′m already high
If a nigga better than me, then he already died
Cassidy

[Hook 2]
I do this for the hood and I do this for the streets
I do this for my peeps cause my family gotta eat
I do this for the thugs that be hustling the drugs
I do this for my niggaz who be bustin all the slugs
I′d do this for the love but I do this to get paid
I do this for my niggaz in the cells and in the graves
I do this for my niggaz on the block that keep it thorough
I do this for all the hustlers around the world
Cause I′m out here on the grind

[Break]
Man I′m out here on the grind
I′m out here on the grind
I′m out here on the grind

[Hook 1]
I′m out here on the grind tryna get a little change
When niggaz tryna shine just to get a little name
They act a little funny and they talk a little strange
But they need to get they money and enjoy a little fame
Cause I′m out here on the grind tryna get a little change
When niggaz tryna shine just to get a little name
They act a little funny and they talk a little strange

Дата написания: 26 Февраля 2024 06:09:58