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 afford the price, so why the would you ask it?
These faggots tried to it, get their ass in a casket
Ya honey love me, she the fashion, &
I call her girl, just 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, 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, like my dick or sum
I more than ends meet,
My nigga Big me it was bout the Benji's
I'm in the limelight, til the point my skin
my dreams, til the point you should pinch me
to me

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 fresh
I'm rich, bitch, see the shit that this get
you need to
Go n getcha some, go go n some (x4)

If I told you where to get it, you n-ggas still wouldn't 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 Bathing
& when the heat blaze on high beams, you scream, I
for some ass ice cream

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

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

FRESH, like I'm wrapped in plastic
Polo, Louis to Gucci, like one fresh jacket
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)

The on my ass is satin and its sad n
You think you afford this fabric
When it comes to the all the man like shaft this
Cuz I'm clean cut and handle them baggage
Atheists turn Christian when I rock my True
It's that real I'm rockin pastel
n-ggas wanna 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 might wanna take a pic or somethin
Hop up in the ride they might let me stick em some
The rag 'round my neck the outfit
I'm out with brawds you be watchin from couches
But Imma need power respect
Find a little piece of Jesus and I threw em my neck that's

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