Luyện nghe bài hát Get at me

Yea
Real shit
Huh
You got a nigga?
Get at me

Bitch get at me, yea
nigga get at me, yea
Bitch get at me, yea
Bitch get at me, huh
I'm my gang, yea (I'm flaggin)
I'm my gang, yea (I'm flaggin)
I'm my gang, yea (wave yo flag)
I'm my gang, yea (wave yo flag)
nigga get at me, yea

I get me the thing in my Gucci
I look at the world through my glasses
I a burden, my Louie bag
You forty two stacks, you can have that
I got the soda in my frigerator
I got the ziplock in my cabinet
I'm ridin with thugger in new whip
We see our enemies then we in traffic
Bitch get at me!

Mama ain't raised no
But if you owe me you better pay yo
The niggas, they so valid
You a deadbeat shooter, man enough to raise yo ratchet
Screamin you the best but you ain't no
I got a in my paw and it ain't no parrot
Big homie, that ain't yo
I got them on my hip and they ain't no malice

I be in the throwin bottles up
We getting money, I be where stacks be
boy say they wanna do something
But they never get at me
If I the heads up I'm on Lafayette
It ain't to find Mr. Maggy
Bitch boy say wanna do something
But never ever get at me
nigga get at me!

Pop hammers, fly watch wearer
IPhone 5 cameras, my got clearer
Grind hella, scrambler, I am a wise planner
None of yall grammar like the men in my mirror
Yacht seller, shop blamer, cop
Turn this to a deadbeat like a man who can't buy Pampers
Cursed like a song bitch, motherfucker
Man I run shit, like my plans, so tell em get at me