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Grind Like We Do
Dillin Hoox, Rap King, Nipsey Hussle
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Look, black on black, pockets fat, hoppin' out the seven strapped
Walk up to the club, don't pat me down, they just pat my back
All my niggas got chains on and we thick as fuck
Out of dress code, but rush the door 'cause we don't give a fuck
Standin' on the couches, poppin' bottles, smokin' weed
When you see them hoes flockin' then that's how you know it's me
I got power in these streets, big boss, boxer briefs
A gang of dead P-R-E-Z's in these expensive ass jeans
Yeah, and I'm a beast off in them sheets
So if I pull then I'm gon' squeeze
As soon as I cum then I'm gon' leave
Soon as I'm done then I'm gon' be
Back on my grind, back on these beats
'Cause I could never be a nigga that had it
Lost it, and end up back in these streets
Nuh-uh, so it's all money in 'til I'm R.I.P
And in my city, nigga, I am he and we are the O-N-E's
We bang hard like the drums on the beat
Nip Hussle, ayy, let's go, keep your ear to the street, nigga
I made it out the slums, made it out the dirt
I been on the grind and that boy put in work
They don't really grind like we do
You say you tired, well, guess what? Me too
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Now that I got motion everybody want a portion
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I notice them all scopin', but I'm showin' no emotion
In charge and livin' large, oh God, you been a fraud
I'm barred from spittin' bars, these bars are hittin' hard
Neck breaker, respect taker, reflect haters
You spectators, I'm the plug, we'll connect later
You can scheme, ho, on the D-low
But we know an eagle from a weasel
Clean flow, nasty delivery
Keep your beats, it's trash that you givin' me
I'm rappin' it differently, I'm havin' epiphanies
I never had ish like Tiffany
Y'all maneuver like Lucifer
I don't trust y'all, so I'm movin' to like Jupiter
I made it out the slums, made it out the dirt
I been on the grind and that boy put in work
They don't really grind like we do
You say you tired, well, guess what? Me too
Oh, oh, oh, oh
Now that I got motion everybody want a portion
Oh, oh, oh, oh
I notice them all scopin', but I'm showin' no emotion