Luyện nghe bài hát Get'cha Some

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

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

FRESH, like I'm wrapped in plastic
Polo, Louis to Gucci, like one fresh jacket
They lookin' at a n-gga, that's one fresh bastard
I'm rich, bitch, see the shit this 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 honey love me, she the fashion, &
I call her girl, just 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 lot o mama, Fendi and a Prada
So you to
Go n getcha some', go go n some (x2)

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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