Daz Dillinger - On Da Grind lyrics

* Also on Daz Dillinger's Album: R.A.W [Daz] It's been a long time since you've heard from us Dat n***a Daz Dillinger, Young Gotti Kurupt And now we back wit a little rhyme We can't stop, can't quit, cause we on da grind [Daz] (Kurupt) Yo! (Gangstafied back on the block) Straight up D-A-Z, K-U-R-U-P-T Doin' it like usual, you know what I'm sayin'? You can't stop You can't rewind the time You can't think about the past So look forward to life And keep on the missionin' on the grind fo' yours [Hook - 2x: Daz] We can't stop, can't rewind the time Off of dollar bills nickles and dimes On everything homeboy that I'm down for mine Until we get we it be out here on de grind [Daz] I wake up with the birds, early as f** Stash my dope in the cut, serve the clucks Lil' b**hes around the way they know what's up They wanna bust, wanna try to smoke a n***a weed up It ain't sh** to flip a double up And I love when I'm comin' up I got thangs for these s**as when they runnin' up Tellin' all yall fools yall ain't one of us... n***a [Kurupt] (Daz) Get a glimpse of a fact - plus that, Blaze Move into the hood with all the O.G's That help me get paid homie, we a unit Doin it how a gangsta do it Run through it And stampede the block like b**h Your on the wrong side to be servin your sh** (yeah) Jack n***a, Daz and Kurupt the Kingpin Back on the smash with heaters to reclaim the a** [Hook - 2x] [Kurupt] (Daz) Yeah n***a, half a day gone by Ganstafied, givin' it just livin' my life It's hard to survive Without grabbin' my 9, and pump 5-50-5 45, Milli Mack eleven Gunshots non stop to funk pop Then pop baby Glocks (Homie you ridin or not?) Me and the homies are the first to bust And y'all cowards dyin' tryna be like us Gangsta [Daz] (Kurupt) With three mouths to feed, it's the life I lead I guess I'd die in the life of greed Mothaf**as 'round here die to bleed For set, joints n***a or half a key I remember when I came up n***as ranged up, some Crip'd up Some n***as flamed up Crossed your name out, stragg'd my name up (Quick to thow the gang up) What up?! (Yeah!) I guess I'm blessed with the gift of rap Or I'll bless you with the gift of crap Like that, White and Black, Mexican and Jap Homeboy do anything fo' a scrap [Kurupt] Mark up yo hood like this, anybody k**a DPGC f** y'all n***as Deep inside we feel like f** y'all hood Hell nah b**h n***a it ain't all to the good [Hook - 3x] [Kurupt - Over the 3rd Hook] Yeah that's what's wrong with y'all n***as Yeah homie, you gotta get ya hustle on Don't let these b**h n***as move you of the block The gangstas is here fo'eva Yeah, huh, huh, yeah Dat n***a Daz, Kurupt the Kingpin Daz Dillinger, Kurupt Young Gotti Huh, '99 millenium 2000 Like f** a b**h! Put it on the catalogs homie Cla**ics