Dj Khaled - Out Here Grinding lyrics

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Dj Khaled - Out Here Grinding lyrics

DJ Khaled, We the Best Season has returned Cause I'm out here grindin') I do this for the streets, the RUNNERS (Cause I'm out here grindin') [Chorus: Akon] Hey Hey I don't care what nobody say I'm a be me (be me) Stay hood, stay raised in the streets (Cause I'm out here grindin') n***as talk about greatness whenever they speak about me (Cause I'm out here grindin') I ain't splitting nothing with nobody homie I gotta give me me (Cause I'm out here grindin') I ain't slept in 8 days I can go for 8 weeks Ain't nothing to me cause I am the streets. [Rick Ross:] Put my life on the line But I'm likely to ride I'm on top of the game f** if you like it or not Ask how I get them freaks Strawberry swishy sweets You'll be dealing with H when you dealing with G's Now she deal with the realest Shopping like it's still December Diplomat on the fender of the phantom I'm the winner I do it for the hood I do it cause you're gay You s**ers wish you could Ricky Ross I'm in the bank [Plies] Hey feds, Heard your bringing my name up Know you want me bad Think I give a f** Better indict me now Before price go up Came in the world thuggin' leaving with big nuts Yeah I run it with k**as homie, so what? What you want me to say, I sold a little dust? Send your informant I bet he leave bust I ain't scared to go I believe in Jesus [Chorus] [Lil Boosie] W-E-T-H-E-B-E-S-T DJ Khaled (we the best) W-E-T-H-E-B-E-S-T (DJ Khaled) That's me! W-E-T-H-E-B-E-S-T DJ Khaley (we the best) W-E-T-H-E-B-E-S-T (DJ Khaled) That's me! I wake up to get my cake up I'm out to grind What can I say I'm a product of my environment Uh oh, I'm in the game Watch me do me Kickin' these n***as Khaled man call this Bruce Lee Summer winter spring I can't forget the fall I still remain a dog A diabetic and all All I want is my paper I don't care what they say They stick their tongue out when they bow they head (Cause we the best) [Chorus] [Ace Hood] Hey knock knock Yea I'm knocking on the banks door With the million dollars and I'm dropping off the cash flow See you ain't heard I hit a lick Now my money right Spend it on the u-haul dipping on the turn pike Call up my dogs Rag on my face Bodies gon fall Tell em it's Ace If I catch a charge n***a ima flee the state Hit my n***as LA Reid and Khaled Watch me beat the case [Trick Daddy] You n***as fly Before you were just maggots I'm the sh** b**h Because I'm black flagging Yes sir the DR the new squad You n***as all soft We go hard They like oh god there go t double He got his clique and his brothers (haha) I know it's goin' be trouble Dark boys on the black gas see they don't black mask Now they cant stand my black a** [Chorus]

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