Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Grind Hard, artist - Jadakiss. Album song The Last Kiss, in the genre Иностранный рэп и хип-хоп
Date of issue: 31.12.2008
Age restrictions: 18+
Record label: The Island Def Jam
Song language: English
Grind Hard |
Oooh! |
Ooh! |
Ooh! |
Ooh! |
Oooh! |
Ooh! |
Ooh! |
Ooh! |
Oooh! |
Ooh! |
Ooh! |
Ooh! |
Now we shinin' hard just like we wanna do |
Grindin' day and night, so we can kick off our shoes |
And there’s the glamorous life; |
look what we made it to! |
We some real live bosses, got 'em lookin' at you |
We grind hard (oooh-ooh!) To play harder (oooh-ooh!) |
We touch the stars (oooh-ooh!) That’s what they call us (oooh-ooh!) |
We grind hard (oooh-ooh!) To fight 'em all off (oooh-ooh!) |
We grind hard (oooh-ooh!) To play harder (oooh-ooh!) |
Ha-ha! |
Yo! |
Twenty-four seven, three-six-five |
If we ain’t breaking 'em down, then we lettin' 'em fly! |
Nah — never I, always we |
I came in the game dividin' the pies by three |
Then we got famished, so we set standards |
Very similar to the +Ten Crack Commandments+ |
Some couldn’t take it, others got lost and couldn’t make it |
We wanted to floss, but couldn’t fake it! |
The Hood embraced it, the rest is basic |
No need to rush, be extra patient! |
The new four-door Porsche is extra spacious |
Same entourage, no extra faces! |
Hands down, the best — no explanations! |
And to the top is the next destination! |
And ain’t no time-outs! |
Death is the only time |
We gonna sign-out! |
So we gonna grind out! |
What?! |
Ha-ha! |
Ugh! |
Yeah! |
Yo! |
Top 5, Dead Or Alive’s what they consider him! |
Soon as them things come in, we get rid of 'em |
+Mo Money, Mo Problems+ - gotta live with 'em! |
Only thing they care about is what you givin' 'em! |
Not the energy that you wasted in the game |
Or the tears that trickled down your face from the pain |
The time your jaw cracked, you wasted the 'caine |
Had to do two shifts to make it the same! |
That all changed, as soon as you tasted the fame |
And it was all worth it, after you made you a name |
Thanks to Our Heavily Father |
We fly on the jet now, 'stead of the charter |
Leave a nice tip in the front for the gardener |
Do a lot of listenin', so we stay smarter |
Everybody’s a hero, when they get scarred-up |
It’s my ball — check it up, y’all better guard-up! |
Let’s go! |
When we step up out that car |
The whole damn world’s lookin' at us |
Cause they knew what’s from before |
Now we ain’t hurtin' no more |
«You can bring me the bill, I’ll sign my name!» |
Now we’re flyin' private planes and such |
Lookin' like a million bucks |
+You Can’t Tell Me Nothing!+ |