Luyện nghe bài hát Get'cha Some

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

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

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

You can't the price, so why the hell would you ask it?
These faggots to snatch it, get their ass in a casket
Ya honey me, she admire the fashion, &
I call her baby girl, like her dad did
There's 100s on my paper like a smart ass kid
Because I'm on top my rap, 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 Big told me it was bout the Benji's
I'm in the limelight, til the point my skin
livin' my dreams, til the you should pinch me
to me

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

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

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

These brawds thinkin, that they gon get em' sum,
so they try to care of me, like I'm sick or sum
some things, I don't like, I love them Nikes
But not the white on whites, the price tags
'Cause I get what I like, & you're lookin' for me
she like 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 afford this fabric
When it comes to the hoes all the man like this
Cuz I'm clean cut and them like baggage
Atheists Christian when I rock my True Religions
It's real when I'm rockin pastel
These n-ggas wanna what they have on me
I'm stickin to my like LRG
So you to
go n getcha some, go go n some (x2)

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

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