On Tha Grind Lyrics - Daz Dillinger

It's been a long time since you've heard from us 

Dat Nigga Daz Dillinger and young Gotti Kurupt 

And now we back wit a little rhyme 

We can't stop can't quit 'cause we? the grind 

[Daz,(Kurupt):] 

Yo (Gangstafied back on the block) 

Straight up 

D-A-Z, K-U-R-U-P-T 

Doing it like usual, you know what I'm sayin? 

You can't stop you can't rewind the time 

You can't think about the past 

So look forward to life, and keep on? missionin? on the grind for yours 

Chorus:(2x)(minor changes 2nd time) 

We can't stop, can't rewind the time 

Off of dollar bills nickles and dimes 

On everythang homeboy that I'm down for mine 

Until we get we it be out here on the grind 

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[Daz] 

I wake up with the birds, early as fuck 

Stash my dope in the cut, serve the clucks 

Lil' bitches around the way they know what's up 

They wanna bust, wanna try to smoke a nigga weed up 

It aint shit to flip a double up, and I love when I'm comin up 

I got thangs for these suckas when they runnin up 

Telling all yall fools yall aint one of us 

[Kurupt] 

Nigga, get a glimpse of a fact plus that, Blaze 

Move into the hood with all the OG's 

That help me get paid homie, we a unit 

Doin it how a gangsta do it, Run through it 

And stampede the block like bitch 

Your on the wrong side to be servin your shit(yeah) 

Jack nigga, Daz, and Kurupt the Kingpin 

Back on the smash, with heaters to reclaim the ass 

Photos 

Chorus:(2x)(minor changes the 2nd time) 

We can't stop, can't rewind the time 

Off of dollar bills nickles and dimes 

On everythang homeboy that I'm down for mine 

Until we get it we be out here on the grind 

[Kurupt] 

Yeah nigga, half a days gone by 

Ganstafied, givin it just up livin my life 

It's hard to survive 

Without grabbin 9, and pump five-fifty-five 

Forty-five many Mack eleven 

Gunshots non stop to funk pop 

Then pop baby glocks 

(Homie you ridin or not?) 

Me and the homies are the first to bust 

And yall cowards dyin tryin to be like us 

Gangsta 

[Daz] 

With three mouths to feed, it's the life I lead 

I guess I'd die in the life of greed 

Muthafuckas 'round here die to bleed 

For set, joints nigga, or half a key 

I remember when I came up, niggas rang up 

Some Cripped up some niggas flamed up 

Crossed your name out, straged my name up 

(Quick to thow the gang up) What up?! 

I guess I'm blessed with the gift of rap 

Or I'll bless you with the gift of crap 

Like that, white, black, mexican, and jap 

Homeboy do anything for a scrap 

[Kurupt] 

Mark up yo hood like this, anybody killa 

DPGC fuck yall niggas 

Deep inside we feel like fuck yall hood 

Hell naw bitch nigga it aint all to the good 

Chorus:(2x)(minor changes 2nd time) 

We can't stop, can't rewind the time 

Off of dollar bills nickles and dimes 

On everythang homeboy that I'm down for mine 

Until we get we it be out here on the grind 

[(Daz)Kurupt] 

(We can't stop, can't rewind the time) 

Yeah that's what's wrong with yall niggas 

(Out of dolla bills nickles and dimes) 

(On everythang homeboy that I'm down for mine, all the time, on the grind) 

Yeah homie, you gotta keep yo hustle on 

Don't let these bitch niggas move you of the block 

The gangstas is here foreva, 

Yeah, huh huh, yeah 

Dat Nigga Daz, Kurupt the Kingpin 

Daz Dillinger, Kurupt young Gotti 

'99 millenium 2000 like fuck a bitch 

Put it on the catalogs homie, Classics' 'CRIP!