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young cellski - on the grind lyrics

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cellski:

it’s 94′ and i’m back on the scene and my mean mug is on
lookin at n-ggas mean
maybe cause a n-gga was born and raised to be a banger
when i was young the og’s knew i was gone be a gangsta
because i lived on the block that turned into the dope spot
never thought a n-gga would be selling white rocks
because if i did wouldn’t be a bad -ss kid
been in the dope game since about nine or ten
at 13 a n-gga was a young og started pimpin hoes
by the age of 14, by 15 and 16 bout the age when a n-gga
got serious cause it was time to bang
in and out of juvenile all the f-cking time
the only thing i do when i get out is get on my grind
cause every time i go to the hall i go broke
you know how it is when your f-cking family smokes
in and out of your room going through your drawers and sh-t
but i don’t really trip cause i got some other sh-t
stashed in my b-tch house just for the dope drought
man-oh-man i can’t wait til i get out
cause it’s gone be serious when a n-gga hit the turf
i got a half a thang and you know it’s probably worth about
20g’s and that’s all on my mind
so a n-gga gotta get pumped to get on the grind

hook:
a n-ggas on his g
i gotta sell d so i can get a ki
a n-ggas on his g
a n-ggas on his g
i gotta get a ki so i can be fe’

verse two: mister cee:

like 2took this is strictly for my n-ggas getting paid
but you player haters you ain’t gettin nothing but shot and laid
in the motherf-ckin dirt by a young n-gga that’s
puttin in much work
but my mind is strictly on coppin ki’s
i don’t wanna sell 20 shots all my life like some og’s
still running wild with that crack sack
f-ck superfly, sh-t, it’s all about the new jacks
i got two o’s in the back of my truck
guess i spent a hunk so i can’t be punk
about my motherf-ckin money cause i got a dope case
in court i got a car to fix plus a dank habit to support
sh-t, i’m picking em’ up breaking em’ down
kinda swiftly n-ggas say slow down but n-ggas better miss me
catch 2took quick for the [?]
but your not a bay n-gga but your bout to get checked
a young n-ggas on his grind all the f-ckin time
everybody got their’s so why can’t i get mine
and when your selling dank all your homies wanna get
a 5 by the ten or 5 by the eighth here
and i need a new hook up for the state fair
cause your hoe and that hoe and more hoes will be there
but a punk b-tch i pay her no mind
cause i rather be married to my mother f-ckin grind

hook

third verse: cellski:

havin things my way but i gotta hustle to make
a livin it ain’t like back in the days when everybody
was making a k!lling
making sale after sale major clientele
and everybody walking around the turf with much mail
nowadays n-ggas gotta get what they can
because there’s too many n-ggas trying to be the man
back in the days a hundred dollars was a lot to me
but nowadays a n-gga be thinking bout some g’s
trying to stack what i can on a money mission
and spend this sh-t especially on these punk b-tches
hoes always trying to get over and cage ya
i think you better call mr. captain save-a
cause a n-gga can’t play that role
even if a n-gga’s ballin outta control
i got 99 problems and a b-tch ain’t one
still trying bounce the cage with crumbs, beyatch



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