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 getcha (x4)

FRESH, fresh like I'm wrapped in
Polo, to Gucci, like that's one fresh jacket
They lookin' at a n-gga, like one fresh bastard
I'm rich, bitch, see the shit that 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 love me, she admire the fashion, &
I call her baby girl, 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 should holler mama, Dolce and 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, like my dick or sum
I make more 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 point you should me
to me

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

If I you where 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,
the lil' Ape in ya face, it stays Bathing
& when the heat blaze on beams, you scream, I scream
for cold ass ice cream

Well you to
go n some, go go n getcha 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 like, I love them Nikes
But not the white on whites, forget the price
I get what I like, & you're girl lookin' for me
Because she the pipe, ya digg

FRESH, like I'm wrapped in plastic
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 think you afford this fabric
When it comes to the hoes all the man like this
Cuz I'm clean cut and handle like baggage
Atheists turn Christian when I my True Religions
that real when 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 some (x2)

Pose for the hoes they might wanna a pic or somethin
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 from your couches
But Imma need money power
a little piece of Jesus 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
lookin' at a n-gga, like that's 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)