Now That's Grindin (Grindin' Freestyle) Lyrics - Chris Brown
1 (feat. Paul Cain, Joe Budden)
2 Uh, I'm a motherfuckin' ghetto superstar nigga
3 Uh, you ain't know?
4 Look at me you see me
5 Street Family
6 [Fabolous:]
7 Right you can lie and gossip to
8 And later on be the guy who the mobsters do
9 And right now you can try and prosecute
10 But later on you 'gon die in the hospital
11 [Verse 1: Fabolous]
12 I'm the guy thats responsible
13 Denyin' is impossible
14 You ever have a nigga thats tryin' to sponser you?
15 You can die like them mobsters do
16 Actin' like gangstas, like Denzel you guys should get Oscars to
17 Call them guys in ya hostle crew
18 Before they get holes in they face the size of they nostrils to
19 Street Family abide by the mobster rules
20 Visors and Oscar shoes
21 Not on the Coster suits
22 You can tell I'm fly by my posture boo
23 Get in to the thighs of a prostitute
24 And buy her a popsicle
25 Thats why you hear lots of oooohs
26 They ain't ever seen a ghetto superstar like me
27 I'll show you how to do this young'n
28 I ain't frontin' these Jordans ain't comin'
29 I'm in the island of Saint something
30 Keep the complaints comin' nigga
31 [Verse 2: Paul Cain]
32 Yo a hustles a hustle from ghetto to ghetto
33 In a 4.6 Range Rov Canarie Yellow and metal
34 Muzzle to muzzle for hit movement
35 I'm a stop ya blood flow if ya try to stop my chip movement
36 I be on strips doin'
37 My grind thing brick movin'
38 Flood the cross for the thick cuban
39 In a town in the South
40 In the spot 4 pound in the couch
41 Came back, four thou off a ounce
42 Alls it takes is a quarter of brick
43 And a half a pound of dro get ya grind game and all them pitched
44 Got the crack and the weed up
45 Flip that, pop a dice game, catch a jook and put 'em back with the re-up
46 Thats grindin'
47 Fo' Fo' tucked in the lining
48 Get low when them hot ones flyin'
49 Come at me wrong you dyin'
50 No lyin'
51 [Verse 3: Joe Budden]
52 Hey dog, we not familar
53 Cross me I'm a pop and kill ya
54 Its Joe Budden, in the streets they call me Glocks For Hire
55 Before I was Jump Off I was Ox's supplier
56 Ya'll passin' the Rosay for Joe
57 I'm part time Kiser Sosay's actin coach
58 Nowadays dog, I don't hear rappers
59 Fuck bars, we could all get the fours out and play Fear Factor
60 Move the brick
61 Rug on my hip
62 But Skane keep talkin' that music shit
63 Its nothin'
64 Let the game know ya mans on the come up
65 First week soundscan I'm doin' Spider-Man numbers
66 Cars, jewels, casinos and up
67 Try and ball like Paul Pierce I'll Benzino you up
68 Man ya crews decoys
69 Desert Storm use these toys
70 Bite the bullet like Bruce Leroy
71 Get right with me
72 Newest king in the league like Mike Bibby
73 I'm a show you how to do this son
74 Don't front cause the V so fine
75 And when I'm in the strip club they don't pay Mr. Cheeks no mind
76 Had 'em gun blind
77 Cameras wan't mine
78 But they big men soft like the Dallas Frontline
79 Max Payne never seen a car like it
80 First nigga to move weight from a Palm Pilot
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