The Grind Don't Stop - DJ Zone

The grind don't stop, ya' k'na 24/7 on the block, ya' k'na The girls love me, I'm popular I'm a full-time hustler (It was all a dream) Done 20 bag moves on my wetter How you goin' finesse the finesser? (Man it's all for P's) Things a nigga do for the cheddar Big boy - Big boy Beretta How ya' mean? I'm a boss ya' k'na Man I came up, I was broke ya' k'na Big boy tools on my opps, ya' k'na My niggas in jails 'cause the officer was a customer (Uh!) But I don't even talk too much, man, I don't even talk too much And I ain't gotta say too much, man, I ain't gotta say too much Back then was getting stressed for my mumzy, but curiosity of country I hit another country Remember when I could of stuck a monkey When a nigga say, like lick it off a gun tree The grind don't stop, ya' k'na 24/7 on the block, ya' k'na The girls love me, I'm popular I'm a full-time hustler We no talk much We let a lizzy do the talking We no talk much Just grind til we ballin' But the grind don't stop Violate my racks, get shot Them man talk guns, crep don't drop Them man there used to get sent shop (Oh gosh!) Even though this road ting don't love me Still out, tryna get that Bill Gates money Real girl grind for their P's, ain't bummy Fresh heals and her figure's like Tommy But these fucking fuck girls, I can't stand them "Hello Stranger!" on a random Before this rap ting, I weren't handsome Boom! Bye-bye, Buju Banton! It's a stick-up, stick-up Man see me better hiccup, hiccup Anybody touch bro get lift-up, lift-up Stunt round me get lick-up, lick-up Hit-up, hit-up The grind don't stop, ya' k'na 24/7 on the block, ya' k'na The girls love me, I'm popular I'm a full-time hustler We no talk much We let a lizzy do the talking We no talk much Just grind til we ballin' All eyes on me Life of a real G Why try to compete Maybe it's not to be The grind don't stop, ya' k'na 24/7 on the block, ya' k'na The girls love me, I'm popular Man a full-time hustler Man a hustler! The grind don't stop, ya' k'na 24/7 on the block, ya' k'na The girls love me, I'm popular I'm a full-time hustler (Oh man, Oh man!) We no talk much We let a lizzy do the talking We no talk much Just grind til we ballin' (Ballin yeah!)

Well, you bit my lip and drew first blood And warmed my cold, cold heart And your wrote your name right on my back Boy, your nails were sharp But don't stop Honey, don't stop Ah, don't stop Beg you, don't stop Well, I love your screams of passion In the long hot summer night But you pepper me with poison darts And twisted in your knife But don't stop Honey, don't stop Ah, don't stop Beg you, don't stop Well, the only thing I ask of you Is to hand me back some pride Don't you dump me on some dusty street And hang me out to dry Ah, don't stop Honey, don't stop Beg you, don't stop Beg you, don't stop I wonder Well, I'm losing you I know your heart is miles away There's a whisper there where once there was a storm And all left is that image that I'll find a way And some memories have tattered as they've torn Don't stop Don't stop Beg you, don't stop Honey, baby, don't stop Honey, honey (don't stop) Baby, don't stop Beg you, don't stop Come on, honey, don't stop Well, baby Don't stop Baby, beg you, don't stop My honey, don't stop My baby, don't ya stop I know I got there something good about you My Honey, honey, don't stop My baby, don't you stop