Luyện nghe bài hát Get'cha Some

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

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

FRESH, fresh like I'm in plastic
Polo, Louis to Gucci, like that's one jacket
They at a n-gga, like that's one fresh bastard
I'm rich, bitch, see the that this cash get

You afford the price, so why the hell 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 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 holler mama, Dolce and Gabbana 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, hard like my or sum
I more than ends meet,
My nigga Big told me it was bout the
I'm in the limelight, til the point my skin
my dreams, til the point you should pinch me
to me

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

If I told you where to get it, you n-ggas still wouldn't it
just to it, you gotta add an accent
& they askin can they me grocery store, cuz my pockets 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 cold ass ice

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 of me, like I'm sick or sum
There's some things, I don't like, I love them
But not the white on whites, the price 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 that's one fresh
They lookin' at a n-gga, like one fresh bastard
I'm rich, bitch, see the that this cash get
you need to
Go n some, go go n getcha some (x4)

The fabric on my ass is 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 them like baggage
Atheists turn when I rock my True Religions
It's real when I'm rockin pastel
These n-ggas wanna wonder what have on me
I'm stickin to my roots LRG
So you to
go n getcha some, go go n getcha (x2)

Pose for the hoes they might take a pic or somethin
Hop up in the they might wanna let me stick em some
The rag my neck complement the outfit
I'm out brawds you be watchin from your couches
But Imma need power respect
Find a little piece of Jesus and I threw em my neck that's

FRESH, like 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 that cash get
Well you to
Go n getcha some, go go n getcha (x4)