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letra de grindin' (remix) - turk

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grindin’, grindin’
grindin’, grindin’
grindin’, grindin’
grindin’, grindin’

ever since i came home from the pen
been grindin’ on my own and sh-t
eight thou’, seven-hundred sixty hour
yt puttin’ all this sh-t
real n-gg-, again the street f-ckin’ with me
f-ck a b-tch n-gg-, got them red killers with me
uptown n-gg-, let it bust
’til it’s if ya gettin’ money is a must
but i’ll stick it if you tempt me, so n-gg- don’t tempt me
god don’t do sh-t neither
chopper worth of trouble, it’s gone faster than a cheetah
savor to the thuggin’, i g’d up
get it from the mud
i’m a thug, posted up like a meter
stay strapped with the heater
i f-ck p-ssy – p-ssy n-gg-, i don’t need you
i’m grindin’, me and my people
puttin’ in work like amiga
like jeezy, i done seen it all
the feds askin’, n-gg- i ain’t seen nothin’ at all
swear i been n-gg- outside, ten time a hundred, n-gg-, one grind

grindin’ for all my sh-t
tryin’ to be all out for one brick
tryin’ to f-ck you, your b-tch, and your clique
and no n-gg-, i ain’t gave me sh-t

n-gg- i’m grindin’ for all my sh-t
grindin’ for all my sh-t
yeah, i’m grindin’ for all my sh-t
i put time into all this sh-t
i’m grindin’ for all my sh-t
i’m grindin’ for all my sh-t
perfect timing with all my sh-t
i’m grindin’ for all my sh-t

the feds be spying on all of us n-gg-
these hoes be lying to all of us n-gg-
i got news for the monogamous n-gg-z
your b-tch f-cking anonymous n-gg-z
i done seen it all my n-gg-
cause these hoes seeing all of my n-gg-z
cause what’s the hottest sh-t on these corners?
that’s me and all my n-gg-z
grind for all this sh-t, i ain’t ever fall for that b-tch
cause picking up the feather from a lovebird
is like a medicine ball to that b-tch
we’ll bring gucci bag in this b-tch
and you know what’s stashed in that b-tch
these n-gg-z walk around with their chests out
like janet jackson and sh-t
i’m sweatin’ grindin’ this b-tch, i need a shrine in this b-tch
f-ck double o seven, i work twenty-four seven
ain’t got time to bond with no b-tch
heard jay z got a new cognac, where to find that sh-t?
the weed sticky, grind that sh-t
where i got it from?
never mind that sh-t

n-gg- i’m grindin’ for all my sh-t
grindin’ for all my sh-t
yeah, i’m grindin’ for all my sh-t
i put time into all this sh-t
i’m grindin’ for all my sh-t
i’m grindin’ for all my sh-t
perfect timing with all my sh-t
i’m grindin’ for all my sh-t

i got a new vision for all my sh-t
i don’t know what to call that sh-t
i know, i’m selling all of my cars
i’m selling all of my watches
i’m selling diamonds and all of that sh-t
realized i don’t need that sh-t
i’m a different breed with this sh-t
i’m tryin’ to turn m’s to b’s in this b-tch
and i ain’t ever pay to be with no b-tch
i, i, i want that brigitte bardot hanging over my bed
fifty mill in one room, you, you could ask anyone out here
who running the game? and they’ll tell you the truth
man, they’ll tell you
oh look, they f-ck with me now
i think they’re hearin’ me now
someone said “n-gg- they takin’ you seriously now”
i’m like “i think they just might be scared of me now”
but it’s all good, n-gg-z wrong every day, n-gg-s wrong every day
go, goin’ to la where i’m tryin’ to get high and do a song every day

safe, we ain’t ever have to play it safe
i would rather stack it up and put it in a safe
then peek inside the safe and see i’m runnin’ out of sp-ce
motherf-cker that’s grindin’

n-gg- i’m grindin’ for all my sh-t
grindin’ for all my sh-t
yeah, i’m grindin’ for all my sh-t
i put time into all this sh-t
i’m grindin’ for all my sh-t
i’m grindin’ for all my sh-t
perfect timing with all my sh-t
i’m grindin’ for all my sh-t

grindin’, grindin’
perfect timing
grindin’, grindin’
grindin’, grindin’
i would rather stack it up and put it in the safe
than peek inside the safe and say i’m running out of sp-ce
believe that

scoob, find another oo-wop
tell them n-gg-z cool out
cause it can be a motherf-cking shoot-out
kidnap a n-gg-, beat the truth out
moms pick the suit out
top floor, window he get threw out
deuce out, p-ssy b-tches, deuce out
flying out the crew out, they flew out
invite them to my new house, my new house
i’m f-cking every night up in my new house
cause b-tch i worked too hard for this new house, grindin’
i’m f-cking every night up in my new house
cause b-tch i worked too hard for this new house, i’m grindin’
i’m f-cking every night up in my new house
cause b-tch i worked too hard for this new house, i’m grindin’

twap, twap!
twap, twap!
in the new house, we got the twap

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