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 I'm wrapped in plastic
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 that this 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 honey love me, she the fashion, &
I call her baby girl, like her dad did
There's 100s on my paper like a 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 the Benji's
I'm in the limelight, til the point my green
livin' my dreams, til the you should pinch me
to me

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

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

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

These brawds really thinkin, they 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 on whites, forget the price tags
'Cause I get I like, & you're girl lookin' for me
Because she the pipe, ya digg

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
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 afford fabric
When it comes to the hoes all the man like this
Cuz I'm clean cut and handle them baggage
Atheists turn Christian when I rock my True
It's that real when I'm rockin
These n-ggas wonder what they have on me
I'm to my roots like 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 they might wanna let me stick em some
The rag 'round my neck the outfit
I'm out with brawds you be watchin from your
But Imma need money respect
a little piece of Jesus and I threw em round my neck that's

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