Luyện nghe bài hát Get'cha Some

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

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

FRESH, fresh I'm wrapped in plastic
Polo, Louis to Gucci, that's 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 the price, so why the hell would you ask it?
These tried 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 on my paper like a smart ass class kid
I'm on top my rap, like an ad lib
And you should mama, Dolce and Gabbana mama
Gotta whole lot o mama, 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, like my dick or sum
I more than ends meet,
My nigga Big told me it was bout the
I'm in the limelight, til the point my green
livin' my dreams, til the point you pinch me
to me

FRESH, like I'm wrapped in plastic
Polo, Louis to Gucci, like one fresh jacket
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 getcha some, go go n some (x4)

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

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

These brawds really thinkin, they gon get em' sum,
so try to take 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
Because she the pipe, ya digg

FRESH, fresh like I'm in plastic
Polo, Louis to Gucci, that's one fresh 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 could afford fabric
When it comes to the hoes all the man shaft this
Cuz I'm clean cut and handle them like
Atheists turn Christian when I rock my Religions
It's that real I'm rockin pastel
n-ggas wanna wonder what they have on me
I'm stickin to my like LRG
So you to
go n some, go go n getcha some (x2)

Pose for the hoes they might take a pic or somethin
Hop up in the ride they might wanna let me 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 little piece of and I threw em round my neck that's

FRESH, like I'm wrapped in plastic
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 shit this cash get
you need to
Go n getcha some, go go n getcha (x4)