Текст песни On My Grind

Hustla

Ruthless

Struggle

Chorus: Ace Hood
I been on my grind I done hustled fa green I done hustled
fa Days just to go and get paid,
I done been on them blocks I Done ran from no cops
and I done sold them rocks but at the End of the day, I gotta get paid.

Verse 1: Ace Hood
Well I’m a Broward County carnivore,
get it like I got a boy, Money what I hustled for,
grind to the fuckin' core,
eva since That I was born,
street nigga I was sworn, maid nigga fuck a Whore,
M.O. be the preacha boy, eitha I’m the featas
meet the Heata millimeta toy,
love to go and meet a boy,
bang nice to Meetcha boy, yeah you a dead nigga comin'
soon, chea Young Gutta I was born without that silver
spoon, pen and pad Dad sniffin' in the livin' room,
messin' up his innertubes rule Number 1 to move,
one supply you neva use, that’s the code I’m
stickin to, money is my institute,
drug is my prostitute, and I call this my innerlude,
rappa they identi fools, grindin' since I Been in school,
eatin' without that fork or spoon,
money man Stickin to it, money man you should do it,
yappa choppa Stickin to it, thuggin' in my blood fluid.

Chorus: Ace Hood
I been on my grind I hustled fa green I done hustled
fa days Just to go and get paid,
I done been on them blocks and I Done ran from no cops
and I done sold them rocks but at the End of the day, I gotta get paid.
I been on my grind I done hustled fa green I done hustled
fa Days just to go and get paid,
I done been on them blocks I Done ran from no cops
and I done sold them rocks but at the End of the day, I gotta get paid.

Verse 2: Ace HoodAce Hood - On My Grind - http://ru.motolyrics.com/ace-hood/on-my-grind-lyrics.html
And momma taught me always told me “Getcha money
Youngin'” just don’t amount to nothin,
always seemed to Reach for something,
I took her word in vain and claimed to Keep that paper
comin', that casea hundreds keep them Cloudy days away
from sunny, but long nights a paranoia Let 'em take
it from me, so I toss and turn,
blow and burn 'till My eyes turn,
that yappa ferm pop a germ if any concerns,
I got Them goons lurkin', hater murder paint it perfect,
that’s dirty Work and let my killas do unrated
versions, 'cause I’m a Hustla,
so 954, black tee from the neighborhood corner store,
Thugged out went south when I was just a boy,
I figured Money was my only institution ward,
was never crazy fuck you Pay me neva was a maybe,
you eva play miss ya lady kiss ya Baby bye,
was only sixteen with pistols in my toolbox.

Chorus: Ace Hood

I been on my grind I hustled fa green I done hustled
fa days Just to go and get paid,
I done been on them blocks and I Done ran from no cops
and I done sold them rocks but at the End of the day,
I gotta get paid. I been on my grind I done hustled
fa green I done hustled fa Days just to go and get
paid, I done been on them blocks I Done ran from no
cops and I done sold them rocks but at the End of the
day, I gotta get paid.

I gotta get paid

Chorus: Ace Hood

I been on my grind I hustled fa green I done hustled
fa days Just to go and get paid,
I done been on them blocks and I Done ran from no cops
and I done sold them rocks but at the End of the day,
I gotta get paid. I been on my grind I done hustled
fa green I done hustled fa Days just to go and get
paid, I done been on them blocks I Done ran from no
cops and I done sold them rocks but at the End of the
day, I gotta get paid.