Trae Tha Truth - I be on my grind (feat. trae tha truth, yukmouth) lyrics

{The World's Freshest, yooo-oou biiiiitch~!} (Tonite's Show) [Freddie Gibbs] Yeah, yeah, yeah... Yeah, yeah... Yeah, I be on my grind I be on that, I be on that full clip and my nine I be on that break a whole round of kush all down to dimes n***as say you lookin for the good-good smoke, tell them hoes that it's on the Eastside Tell them hoes that I'm on the Eastside, tell them hoes that I'm in the East Bay Tell them hoes that I'm with Jos in the U-Haul truck finna ship that yay Tell them hoes that I got that pack, fat O man I brought that back In the strip club with them racks, hoe know I got that sack Freddie Kane baby, make you do something strange For a piece of change baby, b**h I don't do kiss and tell Say no names baby, I throw that a** under the bizz-us You f** and s**in something, that's the mission if you with us Freddie Kane baby, I make you do something strange For a piece of change baby, b**h I don't do kiss and tell Don't say no names baby, I throw that a** under the bizz-us You f** and s**in something, that's the mission if you with us Gangsta Gibbs, uh.. [Chorus: Freddie Gibbs] Yeah, I be on my grind I be on that, I be on that full clip and my nine I be on that break a whole round of kush all down to dimes n***as say you lookin for the good-good smoke, tell them hoes that it's on the Eastside Tell them hoes that I'm on the Eastside, tell them hoes that I'm in the East Bay Tell them hoes that I'm with Jos in the U-Haul truck finna ship that yay Tell them hoes that I got that pack, fat O man I brought that back In the strip club with them racks, hoe know I got that sack [Trae Tha Truth] Maneuverin through the block full of gangstas (yeah) Where they mark their territory like Pica**o, spray in the sense of danger Ever since I got up and got out my major, I was dedicated Dreamin on the flo' but now the flo's I walk be elevated Palomino Penthouse, graduated the rent house Forty stories above the bucket n***as tryin to get out Policy guarantee haters, get the message to send out Pull up on 'em, they go the f** in, that's what I been 'bout Exquisite taste, somewhere in the jet to match my ego (yeah) 200K, hit the valley, met with my amigo Somewhere lost to something, that engine move at the speed of light b**h get exposed on sight, you know where she gon' be tonight (heh-heh) That's on God, I bless the game Take 'em out of ratchet, redesign 'em in something that cost in change Even if I switch up on 'em, your highness, they will adapt it Benjamin shoppin, hit the trap, just to tell 'em the paper stackin [Chorus] [Yukmouth] Elegant thuggin, hunnid K in the Louie luggage I'm +Big Pimpin'+ like Pimp C in the Gucci bucket My coupe disgusting, Lil' Weezy voice, yep +Mercy+ with them doors up, not Yeezy, it's your boy Yuk! Bang~! Dragon Gang in this thang, n***a Piece, teeth, watch, and the chain Johnny Dang, n***a Galleria shop up and cop a Versace frame, n***a 'Caine flipper, bricks in back of the Range, I'ma a made n***a n***a, and I'm a +a**hole By Nature+ Sellin that +Big Daddy Kane+ on the block, they caught the +Vapors+ Houston, Cali, Vegas, ballin out, f** you haters Like 'Bron, I took my talents down South for that paper Shout out to Chief and J. Prince, your n***a been paid since Herms, Lou' Vuitton, spikes and suede sh** Your n***a went from cookin hard white in the basement To rockin mics with the ankle bracelet - gangsta [Chorus]