Yung Ro Grind lyrics

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Grind by Yung Ro Grind lyrics [Hook x2: Chamillionaire] This how we do it, where I'm from Chasin' that paper, tryna race the sun Griiind, all day, cuz I gotta get pai-ai-aid [Lil' Flip: talking] Mh, yo, uh, gyeah ye, uh uh [Verse 1: Lil' Flip] Now where I'm from we be grindin' But I thank god, that I made it rhymin' Ye, you wanna track you gotta pay me dawg Until then I'ma be at the playas ball Chuuch, I got that work, I got the pilsbury dough boi I'm in the hood, with my bois like I'm dough boi I rock air force oncs wit my logo Straps and ties cuz I'm ready to ride Jump, I dump heat, as quich as I dump beats And I'll be damned if I let a broke rappa pump me I'm from the clover man, I tried to told ya man I blow doulja man, but I'm focused man [Hook x2: Chamillionaire] This how we do it, where I'm from Chasin' that paper, tryna race the sun Griiind, all day, cuz I gotta get pai-ai-aid [Verse 2: Yung Ro] Ayy look I got it on my mind, I'ma go wit my hustle And if my word ain't shit, I'ma show with my muscle Ridin' wit a stash, I got mo in the muffler Ask about me, they say ro is a hustler Like, extra extra, read all about it I got x n x n, weed I'm about it Cash that is, say man thats the reason When the spring fall, summer all grindin' season But I ain't wit that phone, you can hit me on my beeper Got affordable price, come and holla at ya people You coppin' tryna play, gotta taxin on the game Niggaz like ro you trippin, but niggaz done did the same [Hook x2: Chamillionaire] This how we do it, where I'm from Chasin' that paper, tryna race the sun Griiind, all day, cuz I gotta get pai-ai-aid [Verse 3: Chamillionaire] Koopa, I got plado, cutting my money like silly puddy A girl with good credit, with a crib in Philly for me Dorm room dykes, that don't like to really study That love me enough to show ya the choppers my ish is ugly Chamillionaire, modden day shakespeare Shake fake pears, make 'em sound like they behind eight years Hey it's, time to show you how to get a gram Rims tickin' in the clock, wise motion like a minute hand Tell me who realer than me, I am king Act like crayola wit my crayolas and supply my green My coach told me chamillion, theirs no I in team Well try this ring, and tell me if theres an I in bling [Hook x2: Chamillionaire] This how we do it, where I'm from Chasin' that paper, tryna race the sun Griiind, all day, cuz I gotta get pai-ai-aid [Verse 4: 50/50 Twin] Ay ay The roosters crowin', no time for snorin' Money grow on trees, time to rake the lawn Life a movie, I'ma the star in the tape is gone I do my chores, clean the glass make sure the paint is glowin Grab a chicken off the farm, whip it n take it's grown Grab a dollar wit the dimes, hoes this day done gone (no doubt) I clap behind niggaz that hate I'm flowin' Give a damn if I hit 'em n penetrate his grown You think my man flip hold hand cuffs for fun These hoes bring 'em back huns that don't strip for ones We drink armadale vodka, we kissin' pladaon Take trips to porto rico, to take dips in ponds [Bridge: Chamillionaire] Firt nigga ignoring Till he seen the 22's moon walkin' on the floor n My life I'm enjoyin', if it ain't about no money then the conversation boring I'd like to sound sorry, for loosin n wreckin the clubs that we tore in Hold up mayne, Hold up mayne, it's an old time thang [Verse 5: Unknown] Chicken heads poppin' brauds to see where the rocs sit But they ain't gotta look long, they on top of the wrists Plus I'm in the drop six in the missing top fixed Ya boi shop in hell, cuz all I buy is hot shit In other words I been to hell and back Rappin' and sellin' crack, and sprewells on the lac Yuh boi, teach that hoe how to act Cuz we run trains of hoes, jus like rail road tracks Now go grab a gat, but I hope you don't come To my hood set trippin' like you got a gun But if you do dawg, I hope you ain't the only one Cuz you get beat up so bad, you'll forget where you from Nigga, what?, nah I'm sayin, nah I'm sayin the hell wit ya'll niggaz, nah I'm sayin [Yung Ro Talking] This how we do where we from fa real [Hook: Chamillionaire] This how we do it, where I'm from Chasin' that paper, tryna race the sun Griiind, all day, cuz I gotta get pai-ai-aid

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