Luyện nghe bài hát Get'cha Some

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

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

FRESH, like I'm wrapped in plastic
Polo, Louis to Gucci, like that's one 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 the price, so why the hell would you ask it?
These faggots tried to it, get their ass in a casket
Ya honey love me, she the fashion, &
I her baby girl, just like her dad did
There's 100s on my paper like a smart ass 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 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 more than meet,
My Big told me it was bout the Benji's
I'm in the limelight, til the my skin green
livin' my dreams, til the point you pinch me
to me

FRESH, fresh like I'm wrapped in
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
Well you to
Go n getcha some, go go n some (x4)

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

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

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

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

The fabric on my ass is and its sad n
You think you afford this fabric
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 my True Religions
It's that when I'm rockin pastel
These n-ggas wanna wonder what 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 take a pic or
Hop up in the ride they might let me stick em some
The rag 'round my neck the outfit
I'm out with brawds you be watchin from couches
But need money power respect
Find a little piece of Jesus and I em round my neck that's

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