Name: More than our grind
Channel: YungRo$$(3rd verse)
Description: "More than our grind" is a song by Yungross. This is a track that YoungB from the T.R.A.P. Boyz left open for anyone to jump on. I recorded my verse w/ the bass level too high and used a simple computer mic which is why the vocals are shitty. Im tha 3rd n***

More than our grind

Yungross

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This is a track that YoungB from the T.R.A.P. Boyz left open for anyone to jump on. I recorded my verse w/ the bass level too high and used a simple computer mic which is why the vocals are shitty. Im tha 3rd n***

Yungross

$up, mayne! This ya boy YungRo$$ holdin it down for Nawfside Houston Texas. Acres Home finest holdin it down ya feel me? Shit....Im just gettin started puttin my shit up on tha net for folks to hear. I just been mainly poppin trunk on da streets pushin tapes and cds for other labels I was affiliated with. My 1st drop will be a free mixtape that will be downloadable but no name or date has been set yet. And this is the honest to god truth right here my nigga....Im bout to make a name for myself in this underground scene. You can bet on that my nigga.

Song Info

Genre

Hip-Hop • Freestyle

Charts

Peak #1,053

Peak in subgenre #53

Author

YungRo$$(3rd verse)

Rights

GFC Records

Uploaded

July 11, 2005

Track Files

MP3

MP3 2.7 MB • 128 kbps • 0:00

Story behind the song

The beat is real laid back...Young B does it big on every track he does.

Lyrics

my verse (3rd verse)

3 deep in the candy jeep as we creep in darkness/
notorious and heartless, split tha swisha lets go n spark it/
light up the fire, 3 zones gettin' blown but Im bout to get higher/
g from tha beginning, 20's spinnin like a dryer/
give me my money in stacks, in jet black lacs/
strapped wit macs. dime sacks rolled in blacks/
money on my mind gon recline and relax/
life as a hustler...fullfilling ghetto dreams/
this game aint what it seems its all plots and schemes/
state to state movin weight...Im makin power moves/
creases and diamond pieces, pullin up lookin smooth/
nothin to lose...poppin collars watch us ballers on da news/
I did my dirt and put in work then paid my dues/
no tears get shed cuz Ima be a g whenever Im dead/
fed-a-rallies on my trail...I gotta price on my head/
hustlin bustin stackin my bread...models in my bed/
wit legs spread...I tell them hoes to give me head/

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