Luyện nghe bài hát Get'cha Some

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

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

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 bastard
I'm rich, bitch, see the shit that cash get

You can't afford the price, so why the would you ask it?
These tried to snatch 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 should holler mama, Dolce and mama
Gotta lot o mama, Fendi and a Prada
So you to
Go n getcha some', go go n getcha (x2)

But to get boy, you got to be rich, or sum
& my attire, hard, hard 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 my skin green
my dreams, til the point you should pinch me
to me

FRESH, fresh like I'm wrapped in
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 that this 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
& askin can they call 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 blaze on high beams, you scream, I
for some ass ice cream

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

These brawds thinkin, that they gon get em' sum,
so they try to take care of me, like I'm or sum
There's some things, I don't like, I love Nikes
But not the white on whites, forget the 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 one fresh jacket
They lookin' at a n-gga, like one fresh bastard
I'm rich, bitch, see the shit this cash get
you need to
Go n getcha some, go go n getcha (x4)

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

Pose for the hoes they wanna 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 from your
But need money power respect
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 that's one fresh
They lookin' at a n-gga, like one fresh bastard
I'm rich, bitch, see the shit that this get
you need to
Go n getcha some, go go n some (x4)