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 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 this get

You can't afford the price, so why the hell you ask it?
These faggots tried to snatch it, get their ass in a
Ya honey me, she admire the fashion, &
I her baby girl, just like her dad did
There's 100s on my like a smart ass class kid
I'm on top my rap, like an ad lib
And you should holler mama, Dolce and Gabbana
whole 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, 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 skin
livin' my dreams, til the you should pinch me
to me

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

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

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

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

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 bastard
I'm rich, bitch, see the that this cash get
Well you to
Go n getcha some, go go n some (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 them like baggage
turn Christian when I rock my True Religions
It's that real I'm rockin pastel
These n-ggas wanna wonder what they on me
I'm stickin to my like LRG
So you to
go n getcha some, go go n getcha (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 neck complement the
I'm out with brawds you be watchin from couches
But Imma need money power
Find a little piece of Jesus and I threw em my neck that's

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 getcha (x4)