Song Length |
3:00 |
Genre |
Unique - General |
Lyrics
Grind/Shine Grind/Shine
{get cha grind on playa get cha grind on}
{ get ya roll on fool get cha roll on}
I started off with one buck then i moved up
I pushed a little Dodge Colt now i roll big trucks
So you can call me Expedition ans some may holla Caddy
Picture me swerving in anExcursion countin Feddy
i always knew that one day i be gettin rich
The profile of my lifestyle I would have to switch
Cause this paper that we runnin after cause disaster
found a way to make my money faster
And I gots to get a double up my pockets bubble up you need some work
No soft just hard so get on my net and surf
I was o.g then went to another level
I had to stop before my grave was dug with shovels
So You can say i'm veteran or talk of who i'm better than
I'm hustling and peddling I'm that pioneer who's settelin
True to the Game not new to the Game -the one that put Doo-Doo in the game
We in it for the money not the fame
(Hook)
I gave you backstage passes to get into my show
even took you for a ride in my 1-5-0
we can talk the street life but to me it's a hassle
in the vill we go to Pisces and not your white Castle
You can call me G.Rodgers you spell my name right
Gary t. the Bossplayer I can flow all night
That's real and plus because you came to see me
We'll blaze the____ , take a___ of Remy V.S.O.P
You better be breaking yourself don't be fizakin' yo self
No debating cause I'm makin and creatin my wealth
From free cheese to cheddar think yo life would bemuch better
See the vision of my mission as my pockets get fatter
when i was countin pieces should've been writing my thesus
now i'm fed up with these fools and havingto deal with this feces
Elementary my dear but it's only common sense
making comin' short on funds just a past tense
{Hook}
Glad to see we made it to millineum 2000
could it be the end of it all or tell me did you doubt it
never break a glass in a house that's made of stone
no Al Capone but i been known to rock upon the microphone
If money is the root of all evil
then I'm a daredevil for theloot like Knievel
I once knew this brother named Eddie C.
He showed a player how the game is supposed to
be
I remember testubes and baking soda ice water and a coat hanger
i didn't want to be a dopeslanger head banger
So i rope-a-dope let em'play the dumb figga roll
and smash off with they loot in a green expo
Pay attention listen if you don't you will be missin
and you gotta wait until the next edition
This Cigga mo' was harsh now you lovin' the taste
So you can smoke me all to the sound of my bass
(HOOK)