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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