Grind Season
Kurupt, Jojo Pellegrino
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[Chorus] This is for the the the the haters The player the the the the player haters This is for the the player the player haters This is for the the player the player haters [Chorus 2] All you male hoes disrespecting grind, my rhymes (Pellegrino) Get yours and stop playa-hating dogg that's how I keep on getting mine So eat a dick [Chorus 3: (JoJoPellegrino) Kurupt] What's the verdict yo (Doing me stuck in my grind) Let the globe know (MC stuck in my prime) What you dealing with, nigga (South Shores ducking the swine) (It's grind season niggaz, crime season, nigga) [Verse 1: JoJo Pellegrino] One big giant crap game That how I look at my life Step to the front and say some slick shit while shooting the dice Like, "Go seven", luck be a lady tonight Yo I'm a good-looking bastard I'm gonna f*ck me a lady tonight Pardon my French I starved in the trench My father's convinced Crash dummy Car full of dents Got famous Got the big joints Ducking the tens Parked in the bricks Hopped the fence Barked at a bitch My daily routine Steaming the mots Scheming for knots Cop checking on my blue jeans Quested in my cool genes Hot like Southern California I'm trying to push the Benz drop top Jump off Watch when summer's round the corner Sneakers and boots Jeans for the troops The plus trees But never chick by any means for some coupes Impala test drive Spark vendetta, duck trees on the Westside Kurupt riding shotgun I'm too cool to catch a hot one [Chorus 2] [Chorus 4: (JoJoPellegrino) Kurupt] (What the verdict Kurupt) Doing me stuck in my grind (Well let the globe know) MC stuck in my prime (And what you dealing with) Westcoast f*ck one time It's crime season honey, it's crime season, nigga [Verse 2: Kurupt] Kinetic, energetic, imperial, serial psychosis Exorcism, poetic, the poltergeist overdoses The dosages The littlest nigga bullying niggas You think I'm joking motherfucker I love my bullying niggas Snap and whine Ricochet off your kidneys And tap your spine Snatch your thoughts outta your mind Travel inside and jump back outta your mind Kurupt Young Gotti motherfucking one of a kind Stomp like Timberland and step shows Techs and grimey Mac-90's What the f*ck You thought I played like records Check it, niggas I'm bout to rotate that cake and start checking, niggas Pin-point punk be disconnecting, niggas Like needles Insert the token, niggas But disrespecting, niggas Abduct and start a collection from collecting, niggas Kurupt just don't give a f*ck, motherfucker [Chorus 2] [Chorus 3] [Verse 3: JoJo Pellegrino] I don't be cards with a poker face And ghetto kids respecting my shuffle Male birds in my suburbs Don't question my hustle Are we destined to tussle Hollow point leave em swollen Like Luther ain't no neck Just flexing his muscle I'm a big problem Big boy with big plans I love broads with big bottoms Pistolas with big blams! It's the world according to me Pellewho record with a G Like Young Gotti from the D-D-P-P-G-G [Chorus 2] [Chorus 4] [Chorus 3] [Chorus 2: x2] [Chorus]
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Written by: CHARLES AMORELLI, JO JO PELLEGRINO, R. BROWN
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