Luyện nghe bài hát Get'cha Some

You want my You want my shirt? My jewels too, n-gga?

Well you to
Go n getcha some, go go n getcha (x4)

FRESH, like I'm wrapped in plastic
Polo, to Gucci, like that's one fresh jacket
They lookin' at a n-gga, that's one fresh bastard
I'm rich, bitch, see the shit that cash get

You can't afford the price, so why the hell you ask it?
These faggots tried to it, get their ass in a casket
Ya love me, she admire the fashion, &
I call her baby girl, just her dad did
There's on my paper like a smart ass class kid
I'm on top my rap, like an ad lib
And you holler mama, Dolce and Gabbana mama
Gotta whole lot o mama, Fendi and a
So you to
Go n some', go go n getcha some (x2)

But to get boy, you got to be rich, or sum
& my attire, hard, like my dick or sum
I make more than meet,
My nigga Big told me it was the Benji's
I'm in the limelight, til the point my green
livin' my dreams, til the point you should me
to me

FRESH, fresh like I'm in plastic
Polo, Louis to Gucci, like that's one jacket
They lookin' at a n-gga, like one fresh bastard
I'm rich, bitch, see the that this cash get
Well you to
Go n getcha some, go go n some (x4)

If I told you where to get it, you n-ggas wouldn't grab it
to pronounce it, you gotta add an accent
& they askin can they call me grocery store, cuz my pockets full of and plastic
man, you not avoiding my Asian,
excuse the Ape in ya face, it stays Bathing
& the heat blaze on high beams, you scream, I scream
for some ass ice cream

Well you to
go n getcha some, go go n some (x2)

These brawds thinkin, that they gon get em' sum,
so try to take care of me, like I'm sick or sum
There's things, I don't like, I love them Nikes
But not the on whites, forget the price tags
'Cause I get what I like, & you're girl for me
Because she the pipe, ya digg

FRESH, fresh like I'm wrapped in
Polo, Louis to Gucci, like one fresh jacket
They lookin' at a n-gga, like that's one fresh
I'm rich, bitch, see the that this cash get
Well you to
Go n some, go go n getcha some (x4)

The on my ass is satin and its sad n
You think you could afford this
When it comes to the hoes all the man shaft this
Cuz I'm cut and handle them like baggage
Atheists turn Christian when I rock my Religions
It's that real I'm rockin pastel
These wanna wonder what they have on me
I'm stickin to my like LRG
So you to
go n getcha some, go go n getcha (x2)

for the hoes they might wanna take a pic or somethin
Hop up in the they might wanna let me stick em some
The rag 'round my neck complement the
I'm out with brawds you be from your couches
But Imma money power respect
Find a little piece of Jesus and I threw em my neck that's

FRESH, fresh like I'm in plastic
Polo, Louis to Gucci, that's one fresh jacket
They lookin' at a n-gga, like one fresh bastard
I'm rich, bitch, see the that this cash get
you need to
Go n getcha some, go go n some (x4)