Luyện nghe bài hát Get'cha Some

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

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

FRESH, fresh like I'm in plastic
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 shit that cash get

You can't the price, so why the hell would you ask it?
These tried to snatch it, get their ass in a casket
Ya honey me, she admire the fashion, &
I call her girl, just like her dad did
100s on my paper like a smart ass class kid
Because I'm on top my rap, an ad lib
And you should holler mama, Dolce and Gabbana
Gotta 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, hard like my or sum
I make more than meet,
My Big told me it was bout the Benji's
I'm in the limelight, til the point my green
my dreams, til the point you should pinch me
to me

FRESH, fresh like I'm 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 that cash get
Well you to
Go n getcha some, go go n some (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 full of paper and plastic
man, you not my Asian, persuasion
excuse the lil' Ape in ya face, it stays
& when the heat on high beams, you scream, I scream
for some cold ass ice

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

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

FRESH, like I'm wrapped 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 shit that cash get
Well you to
Go n getcha some, go go n getcha (x4)

The fabric on my ass is and its sad n
You you could afford this fabric
When it comes to the hoes all the man like this
Cuz I'm clean cut and handle them like
Atheists turn Christian when I rock my 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 getcha (x2)

Pose for the they might wanna take a pic or somethin
Hop up in the ride they might wanna let me em some
The rag my neck complement the outfit
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 that's one 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)