Luyện nghe bài hát Get at me

Yea
Real nigga
Huh
You got a problem
Get at me

Bitch get at me, yea
nigga get at me, yea
Bitch get at me, yea
nigga 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 in my Gucci belt
I at the world through my Gucci glasses
I carry a burden, my bag
You give forty two stacks, you can have
I got the baking soda in my
I got the ziplock bags in my
I'm ridin with thugger in that new
We see our then we stop in traffic
Bitch get at me!

Mama ain't raised no
But if you owe me you pay yo balance
The Brooklyn niggas, they so
You a shooter, ain't man enough to raise yo ratchet
Screamin you the but you ain't no Khaled
I got a in my paw and it ain't no parrot
Big homie, that ain't yo
I got them clips on my hip and 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 hard to find Mr. Maggy
Bitch boy say they do something
But they never get at me
nigga get at me!

Pop hammers, fly clothes wearer
IPhone 5 cameras, my got clearer
Grind hella, dime scrambler, I am a planner
of yall drop grammar like the men in my mirror
Yacht seller, shop blamer, cop
Turn this track to a deadbeat a man who can't buy Pampers
like a song bitch, motherfucker goddamner
Man I run this shit, like my plans, so em get at me