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Grindin (Selector Remix) - текст песни



Grindin' (Selector Remix)


[Intro & Chorus: Pusha T (Pharrell)]


What's the size of them rims on that car nigga huh? (Grindin!)


Can they see that chain from a far nigga huh? (Grindin!)


Whatcha game be like? (Grindin!)


Whatcha change be like? (Grindin!)


So whatcha name be like? (Grindin!)


Ma, it don't get more ghetto than this




[Verse 1: Sean Paul]


Tell dem!!! Connnect di dot yo


Dem mi friend dem ready fi hit di block yo


Those who try fi test yuh better mek since yuh better know how


If not yo, then dem gonna lose all dem spot yo


Hail my friend and start collect di top doe


Now, with ease, takin over all territories


Please, don't come inna mi way when mi a squeeze


Mi shot can be heard from the West Indies


Smell di gun powder inna Jamaican breeze


Trees, smoke di pound by di keys


Ladies, nuff nuff like rice and peas


Top notch we top notch so tell dem nuh better stop watch


Di way how we be clockin it makin these g's


Grindin it, yo, pickin up di pace double timin it


Yo, up inna your face definin it


Hey, better get your mind in it or else yuh ago get left behind in it


Yo, grindin it, yo, pickin up di pace double timin it


Hey, up inna your face definin it


Hey, better get your mind in it or else yuh ago get left behind in it




[Chorus: Pusha T (Pharrell)]


What's the size of them rims on that car nigga huh? (Grindin!)


Can they see that chain from a far nigga huh? (Grindin!)


Whatcha game be like? (Grindin!)


Whatcha change be like? (Grindin!)


So whatcha name be like? (Grindin!)


Ma, it don't get more ghetto than this




[Verse 2: Simpleton]


Yo! Ah! Ah! People sell dem soul a for a slice of bread


Don't watch how man business may get eye turn red


Pay attention to like how easy man dead


It's ready been written man it's ready been said


Mi travel a thousand miles just to lick a guy head


Yuh might pick up teflon mixed with led


Don't get mi angry mon or neither fled


Nuff snitches a work for CIA and feds


We beat 'em badly and mek di whole a dem dead


And this di original di badily boom skegereg


Freestyle fanatic, stayin quietly in da attic


Spittin like a damn automatic


So let mi tell yuh straight a like elastic


Watch how yuh start it, let mi tell yuh fo real yo


Gimme yo a chance, mek yo di nuff a dem dance


Let mi tell yuh full of nuff grands, let mi tell yuh still yes di shine


Now what I claim what is mine, let mi tell yuh leave that designed


Special in crime, grindin fly




[Hook: The Clipse in sing- song (Texts of songs ) voice and (Pharrell)]


Grin-din', when you know what I keep in a lining (Whooof...)


Niggas better stay in line, when (Whooof...)


When you see a nigga like me shinin' (Grin-ding!)


Grin-din', when you know what I keep in a lining (Whooof...)


Niggas better stay in line, when (Whooof...)


When you see a nigga like me shinin' (Grin-ding!)




[Verse 3: Kardinal Offishall]


Kardi, yo, yo, they just keep holdin me, won't let go, provokin me


Niggas tryin to stop my doe


Well if it isn't, Mr. Canadian (BO!!!!) Mr. Canuck


T Dot niggas ([Pharrell:] Grindin!) we don't give a (BO!!!!)


Mr. Kardinal steal dem fronts out of your mouth


Flip it for a pound of herb and sell it in front of your house


Badbwoy big talk put this somethin pon cock


Whine out yuh dutty claat down south to up north


Weh di man dem a seh? Five plus two yo we flip that a (Ten)


Mek di english pound di paste up plus di (Yen)


Still fire pon a fassy and grind di gal dem (How yuh mean?)


Seen, come again, we mek di green yuh know


Swell it to di seem yuh know


Chronic supersonic tonic juggle it to a fiend yuh know


Mr. Kardinal deal with the mic rockin V.A. to the dot


Stop whinin when we ([Pharell:] Grinding!)




[Chorus: Pusha T (Pharrell)]


What's the size of them rims on that car nigga huh? (Grindin!)


Can they see that chain from a far nigga huh? (Grindin!)


Whatcha game be like? (Grindin!)


Whatcha change be like? (Grindin)


So whatcha name be like? (Grindin)


Ma, it don't get more ghetto than this



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