The Notorious B.I.G. — The Grind

[Intro: 50 Cent & The Notorious B.I.G.] G-G-G-G-G G-G-G-G-G G-G-G-G-G G-G-G-G-G-Unit! Niggas know who the don is (Live from Bedford-Stuyvesaunt) [Chorus: 50 Cent] I go hard for mine, I work 9 to 5 And I stay on the grind, I stay on the grind (What, what?) I ain't got time for love, I'm tryna get mine And I stay on the grind, I stay on the grind I got Moe in the middle and I'm always gon' shine 'Cause I stay on the grind, I stay on the grind If you call and I'm busy when you got spare time It's 'cause I stay on the grind, I stay on the grind [Verse 1: 50 Cent] All I do is sit and think of ways I can come up Catching jooks and run up, and leave your nigga done up My pockets are hurting, homie, I ain't feeling this shit Have your mama screaming ("Baby, move, it's a hit!") I ain't Scarface -- "No women, no kids" -- I don't give a fuck Better teach that bitch and that little nigga to duck With a P90 Ruger I put shots all through ya If you survive, you gon' feel what talons do to ya I'm a hard-headed nigga, I came up so hard Had to get shot 9 times for me to find God If them planes hit the projects, nobody would care Look around, ain't nothing but black folks around here We brothers become political and start to maneuver They give you 100 years, man, they did it to Hoover Now, you can hate me or love me When you see me, busts shots or come and hug me The showman shit's lovely [Chorus: 50 Cent] I go hard for mine, I work 9 to 5 And I stay on the grind, I stay on the grind (What, what?) I ain't got time for love, I'm tryna get mine And I stay on the grind, I stay on the grind I got Moe in the middle and I'm always gon' shine 'Cause I stay on the grind, I stay on the grind If you call and I'm busy when you got spare time It's 'cause I stay on the grind, I stay on the grind [Verse 2: The Notorious B.I.G.] Niggas talkin' it but ain't livin' it Cristal pops I'm sippin' it, mob hats and lizard shit 'Gator trunks bitch, rollin' blunts with the williest of the willy Heckler Koch, M-1's and nine millies Stories like a motherfucker Model bitches wondering if I'ma fuck with her She know I treat my bitches like Ivana Dolce and Gabana drippin', Big Poppa never slippin' H-class diamonds shinin', dinner with wifey winin', dinin' Smoking cigars in Bogotá with Colombian niggas named Panama And Englique and shit, games we play life endin' Bitches bending over with ease for a pair of Moschino jeans And Donna Karan tank tops, I got your bank stopped Singles on top, Benjamins under the rest of 'em Advancin' from duplex to mansions Stashing keys hidin' G's overseas, VCR's in my V's Game elevates money I make into stocks and real estates, bitch Jet skiing in the Caribbean, white sand Discussing plans with my man Dark blue land, smoke tint chrome rims and a system That leaves my rear views tremblin' What you gonna do when poppa catch an attitude? Drop to your knees and show gratitude Kiss my ring, it's a Frank White thing I stay potent Bitch is devoted, take my dick and deep throat it [Chorus: 50 Cent] I go hard for mine, I work 9 to 5 And I stay on the grind, I stay on the grind (What, what?) I ain't got time for love, I'm tryna get mine And I stay on the grind, I stay on the grind I got Moe in the middle and I'm always gon' shine 'Cause I stay on the grind, I stay on the grind If you call and I'm busy when you got spare time It's 'cause I stay on the grind, I stay on the grind