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Teen Top - 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 that's 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 kingTeen Top - Grind - http://motolyrics.com/teen-top/grind-lyrics.html
 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 there's 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











