grindin' (selector remix)
clipse, the
what's the size of them rims on that car nigga huh?
can they see that chain from a far nigga huh?
it don't get more ghetto than this
tell dem! connnect di dot yo
dem mi friend dem ready fi hit di block yo
those who try fi test yuh better mek since yuh better know how
then dem gonna lose all dem spot yo
hail my friend and start collect di top doe
takin over all territories
don't come inna mi way when mi a squeeze
mi shot can be heard from the west indies
smell di gun powder inna jamaican breeze
smoke di pound by di keys
nuff nuff like rice and peas
top notch we top notch so tell dem nuh better stop watch
di way how we be clockin it makin these g's
pickin up di pace double timin it
up inna your face definin it
better get your mind in it or else yuh ago get left behind in it
pickin up di pace double timin it
up inna your face definin it
better get your mind in it or else yuh ago get left behind in it
what's the size of them rims on that car nigga huh?
can they see that chain from a far nigga huh?
it don't get more ghetto than this
yo! ah! ah! people sell dem soul a for a slice of bread
don't watch how man business may get eye turn red
pay attention to like how easy man dead
it's ready been written man it's ready been said
mi travel a thousand miles just to lick a guy head
yuh might pick up teflon mixed with led
don't get mi angry mon or neither fled
nuff snitches a work for cia and feds
we beat 'em badly and mek di whole a dem dead
and this di original di badily boom skegereg
stayin quietly in da attic
spittin like a damn automatic
so let mi tell yuh straight a like elastic
let mi tell yuh fo real yo
mek yo di nuff a dem dance
let mi tell yuh full of nuff grands
let mi tell yuh still yes di shine
now what i claim what is mine
let mi tell yuh leave that designed
when you know what i keep in a lining
niggas better stay in line
when you see a nigga like me shinin'
when you know what i keep in a lining
niggas better stay in line
when you see a nigga like me shinin'
niggas tryin to stop my doe
t dot niggas grindin!) we don't give a
mr. kardinal steal dem fronts out of your mouth
flip it for a pound of herb and sell it in front of your house
badbwoy big talk put this somethin pon cock
whine out yuh dutty claat down south to up north
weh di man dem a seh? five plus two yo we flip that a
mek di english pound di paste up plus di
still fire pon a fassy and grind di gal dem
swell it to di seem yuh know
chronic supersonic tonic juggle it to a fiend yuh know
mr. kardinal deal with the mic rockin v.a. to the dot
stop whinin when we grinding!)
what's the size of them rims on that car nigga huh?
can they see that chain from a far nigga huh?
it don't get more ghetto than this