Luyện nghe bài hát Get'cha Some

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

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

FRESH, fresh like I'm wrapped in
Polo, Louis to Gucci, like that's one 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 would you ask it?
These faggots tried to snatch it, get their ass in a
Ya honey love me, she the fashion, &
I call her baby girl, just her dad did
There's 100s on my paper a smart ass class kid
Because I'm on top my rap, an ad lib
And you holler 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, hard like my or sum
I make than ends meet,
My nigga Big told me it was bout the
I'm in the limelight, til the my skin 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
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 getcha some, go go n getcha (x4)

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

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

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

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

The on my ass is satin and its sad n
You think you could afford this
it comes to the hoes all the man like shaft this
Cuz I'm clean cut and handle them like
Atheists turn Christian when I rock my True
It's that real I'm rockin pastel
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 might wanna take a pic or
Hop up in the ride they might let me stick em some
The rag 'round my neck complement the
I'm out with you be watchin from your couches
But Imma need money power
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 that this get
Well you to
Go n some, go go n getcha some (x4)