GRINDHARD MIX, Vol. 1 GrindHard E (Ft. Freakyy T, FTOS Twan, GrindHard Caine, RMC Mike & ThreeFive Bud)
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[Part 1]
[Intro: GrindHard E]
What up, Sav?
(Ooh, Sav killed it)
Alright
[Verse: GrindHard E]
I just brought a 'bow out
Got traffic lined up on accident, look like a **** house
The whole gang shinin', look like money when we go out
Let a nigga throw a shot this way, it's gon' go down
Pour the drank in the pop, watch it go down
I added two-four drinkin' a pint every day, I had to slow down
Buyin' zip after zip, fuck that, I need the whole pound
I could teach you how to grind hard and break a 'bow down
Ten times ten, that's a hundred thousand
I don't know what I got stashed, but the money keep pilin'
If it's a problem, waitin' in your bushes outside with them choppers
Puttin' money on your head, you gettin' got like Osama Bin Laden
Okay, I understand now why these niggas been hidin'
It's gеttin' wider, but I ain't gon' lie, lot of peoplе been dyin'
Learn how to ran up some pape' and I'm still grindin'
Yeah, I fucked your bitch, if she say I didn't, then she still lyin'
[Part 2]
[Intro: GrindHard E]
What up, Sav?
(Ooh, Sav killed it)
Alright
[Verse: GrindHard E]
I just brought a 'bow out
Got traffic lined up on accident, look like a **** house
The whole gang shinin', look like money when we go out
Let a nigga throw a shot this way, it's gon' go down
Pour the drank in the pop, watch it go down
I added two-four drinkin' a pint every day, I had to slow down
Buyin' zip after zip, fuck that, I need the whole pound
I could teach you how to grind hard and break a 'bow down
Ten times ten, that's a hundred thousand
I don't know what I got stashed, but the money keep pilin'
If it's a problem, waitin' in your bushes outside with them choppers
Puttin' money on your head, you gettin' got like Osama Bin Laden
Okay, I understand now why these niggas been hidin'
It's gеttin' wider, but I ain't gon' lie, lot of peoplе been dyin'
Learn how to ran up some pape' and I'm still grindin'
Yeah, I fucked your bitch, if she say I didn't, then she still lyin'
[Part 2]
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