Chamillionaire - Grind Time (Produced By Da Riffs_Eksklyuziv for NBA Live 06) | Текст песни

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• Grind Time (Produced By Da Riffs_Eksklyuziv for NBA Live 06)

[talking]

Ha-ha, live from Houston Texas

Your's truly, the Mix Tape Messiah

Y'all know what time it is, it's grind time baby

Chamillitary mayn, the realest

[Hook]

It's grind time, I need mine

Grind time, I need mine

Grind ti-i-i-i-me, (looking at my watch)

I-I-I-I-I-I, I need mine

[Chamillionaire]

Not hanging around that corner, I'm chasing and trying to fold a

Whole stack I stay on my grind, when it's hot our or even colder

Yeah you know the color, denying it if they told ya

That I am not just a client mayn, I am the biggest roller

When it come to that paper, that paper be like my partna

My paper ain't never heard, the fat lady sing at the opera

Sitting low in that dropper, on top of the mono-block

Ya can't let all the hating stop ya, what would you be on the block for

Grinding, that's the reason yeah that's the reason you breathing

If that ain't nowhere around me, then that's the reason I'm leaving

Gotta go get my G's and, show em it ain't a problem

If you'd just get off your bottom, then you'll be saying I got em

Get it like me, maybe live near to see

While the people mad at your habit, beginning to be

Such a nusense but we, are as real as could be

And real recognize real, but you looking different to me

[Hook x2]

[Chamillionaire]

King of the Chamillitary camp, cheering for the champ

BVS's in my necklace, my appearance like a lamp

Lit up in my ear, as they see the king appear

Haters definitely can't stand it, standing near a chandelier

I'ma keep on shining, like a Southern playa's spose'

I'ma keep getting respect, just ask about me round the globe

Down here the music Slowed, if it's tight they call it throwed

Candy paint cover my do's, and them wheels we call em 4's

Some on-lookers looking, like they wishing that they had em

Balling if I want it, don't play with it go and grab em

Get the old school a couple tools, candy paint and slab em

Go and get the old school DJ Screw, and jam it like a anthem

Don't care bout who you know, cause I'm the illest rapper rapping

If you think someone better, be a good lad and go grab em

For now I just go get it, and sit crooked on my Davin's

And deal with it how I deal with it, and do it like a champion

[Hook x2]

[Chamillionaire]

Friends turn to foes, homies turn to haters

Further down the road, partnas turn to fakers

So I'ma keep it true, but some will turn to perpetrators

Won't keep it in control, turn to instigators

Real is how we roll, use to try to play us

Patience getting low, switch it to the majors

Freestyle or flow, mean y'all on different pages

Got that bidness man grind, had to make a couple changes

[Hook x2]

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