Текст песни Z-Ro - On My Grind

Cocaine
Жанр: Gangsta Rap / Southern Rap
Исполнитель: Z-Ro
Альбом: Cocaine
Длительность: 04:48
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Загрузил: TheSupremeHop

Текст:

Uhh... I'm already living my dream But I remember when it was a vision to me To see myself on top and spending some cheese Coming from the bottom wasn't appealing to me Didn't have one bread c.e.n.t I was tired being b.r.o.k.e Started selling green w.e.e.d And ended up selling white.d.o.p.e From a bench to a couch with foldout bed Didn't sleep on it I stash work inside of it Even if it was raining the block still got bled You don't work you don't eat that's what somebody said I was riding tha bus (? - имя какого-то друга Z-Ro, произносит невнятно - прим.) was riding red J-Rock was riding blue - them boys had bread Motivated my hustle I was full speed ahead Even doe the kids won't mind they still got fed My niggas were coming up I was just breaking ground 15's In they trunk my trunk didn't make a sound It made a young niga really wanna move around The way the haters and all the whores talk down But dope still sold and my pockets got fatter If a women had beef then I already had her People will chitta chatta but to me it didn't matter I was bumping for a profit trying climb up the ladda [Hook:] I gotta stay on my grind I'm gone be hustling till I loose my mind I gotta stay on my grind I'm gone be hustling till I loose my mind Till I loose my miind November 16 2000 was the day My nigga Robert Earl Davis (DJ Screw-прим.) past away But to me he was more the worlds greatest DJ To a lot people he was music on the grey tape When he counted to most he really had my back And if I fell off he got me back on track He said why you out there selling pot of pack stracks When you can begin you money for raps that's what I did Put down the drugs and started pimping the pen Many record labels started getting me in Concerts full of so many women and men That word would of had me living in prison for 10 But uh money, hoes, cars, clothes came from flows Not quarters to have the whole os this (?) as the cold King Johny (Владелец самого известного в Хьюстоне магазина украшений-прим.) got me looking live a light show But don't get it twisted I'm still on my grind To cash Another check it's still on my mind I got rich down with a brick but with a rhyme Like Fat Pat: "Mayne hold up it's goin down" (Цитата Fat Pat'a - прим.) I made it out the ghetto but I'm still real with it Pull up on my old block and chill for a minute Use to walk around the corner now one of my cars did it I huslte like I'm broke I promise I'm gone get it! [Hook] I grind in the studio all night long From a start to the finish of another tight song A platinum plaque is what I set my sights It's a master piece soon as I turn my mic on But working in the lab is the easy part Some people will finish before they can even start To make it in this industry you gotta have heart Distributors and record label will tare you apart Like a nigga want 20 but he got 6 dollars Make you wanna grad and snatch a trick by his collar They leave you bullshit to see if you would follow The rap game is meat it's hard to swallow But me I'm a devolve anything in my place Hustle hard city to city and state to state Nothing come to a sleeper so I'm staying awake I'm a screwed click nigga with money to make
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