Lyrics Gripping Grain.lrc Z-RO
[id: pshkumlo]
[ar: Z-Ro]
[al: I Found Me]
[ti: Gripping Grain]
[length: 03:44]
[00:03.23]What?
[00:04.73]In this bitch fucking with Z-Ro
[00:07.44]Motherfucking Mo City Don, bitch
[00:11.31]Yeah, I know y’all hate the way we stare at y’all faces
[00:20.59]Rap game phenomenon, lyrically I drop bombs
[00:23.37]With feddy up in my palms, and I show you why I’m the Don
[00:26.03]Z-Ro the soldier, with a chip on my shoulder
[00:28.74]I get you if I owe you, X your file like Scully and Mulder
[00:31.23]Colder with the pen pimping thang, fuck bringing it to your ass
[00:34.31]Me and that boy Den Den, gon bring it to your brain
[00:36.50]Sit back get it together, take a chill really sit back
[00:38.82]When I’m on swangas never hear no noise, ’cause them hoes don’t click-clack
[00:41.64]I’m thinking thoed about to unload, on anything that don’t mind
[00:44.17]Slapping patches up out your hair, better say better somebody to find
[00:46.55]Straight up and down and Ralph Lauren, these jackers ain’t on
[00:49.22]That’s why I skip the slab, and I move straight to foreign
[00:51.92]Everybody has collided with The Screwed Up Click
[00:54.29]And when I pick up the mic and I go off, they say how he do that shit?
[00:56.99]I’m a mic wrecker, about to checkmate like checkers
[00:59.51]A pine breasher, with 25 bags of light green on my dresser
[01:02.43]Gripping grain, my screen is gonna fall like rain
[01:06.97]’Cause I get my-my grind and my-my shine on, I’m balling
[01:11.66]Crawling in the turning lane, we tipping and we earning man
[01:17.29]’Cause we get our-our grind and our-our shine on, we all in
[01:22.73]Gripping grain on the feeter, switching lanes with Aaliyah
[01:25.38]Top down low to the ground, car looking completed
[01:27.98]Balling hard like Kobe, put two inches on tobe
[01:30.56]Pack a seventeen shot, hope a nigga don’t provoke me
[01:33.13]Cars they smoking, with herbal incent
[01:35.63]Mashing horses flipping tortoise, candy up like sip
[01:38.14]Beat the toll for a dolla, as I smash right under
[01:40.87]On the passenger of me, riding underground under
[01:43.65]I ponder in the game, passing laws gripping grain
[01:46.09]Screens fall like rain, leaving puddles and stains
[01:48.68]For my grind be major, hit me on two way pager
[01:51.13]All my tools there’s a later, for a safe place hater
[01:53.66]So when you see me in them streets, you best bow down
[01:56.20]I’m gripping grain causing pain, hold it down H-Town
[01:58.88]Like a king or a chief, I’m blowing endo sweets
[02:01.38]Saving my change pushing my Range, starched up looking neat
[02:04.32]Gripping grain, my screen is gonna fall like rain
[02:08.87]’Cause I get my-my grind and my-my shine on, I’m balling
[02:13.61]Crawling in the turning lane, we tipping and we earning man
[02:19.35]’Cause we get our-our grind and our-our shine on, we all in
[02:24.75]Twelve inches of dope, candy coat gon’ float
[02:27.25]Got a beach house in Galveston, with woofers on bump
[02:29.87]And we gon’ choke on smoke, and swallow drank as we sail
[02:32.48]Atlantic Ocean the Pacific, man I’m making my mail
[02:35.04]From selling yale to record sales, to fatten our pocket
[02:37.77]Murdering motherfuckers on wax, can’t nobody can stop it
[02:40.28]With the checks and a black X, and a rolex make niggas check
[02:42.98]Got my nose wide open, smelling nothing but plex
[02:45.33]I get deep like a dimple, complicated but simple
[02:48.03]From rags to riches on these bitches, Screwed Up medallion with a symbol
[02:50.49]Ain’t no mo’ chains and pieces, for my nephews and nieces
[02:52.96]When the record stores get empty, my ass get money increases
[02:55.72]You can’t walk on my lawn, better leave my Vipor alone
[02:58.18]Got a house in Sweet Water Texas, Lexus and a pond with a swan
[03:00.62]They call me a swanga not a diss, I broke up on and made her bitch
[03:03.56]Now affiliated on a candy coated yacht, eating on shrimp fish
[03:06.20]Straight Profit, taking over and you can’t stop it
[03:10.68]’Cause we get our-our grind and our-our shine on, we balling
[03:15.63]Crawling in the turning lane, we tipping and we earning man
[03:21.26]’Cause we get our-our grind and our-our shine on, we all in
[03:26.97]Gripping grain, grind on and my-my shine on
[03:32.31]Grind on and my-my shine on
[03:37.40]Turnin’ lane
[03:39.93]Year of Release: 2001