Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Again

Hey
Young
got wings
Fuck it up, get it

My mind it be stuck on cash
If I love you, give you my last
Hundreds and fifties is hitting the
Twenties and tens, we blow that shit
it up, get it again
Fuck it up, get it
Fuck it up, get it
We it up, fuck it up, get it again
I'm here to make money, not
I in love with the blue on them bands
I to thumb through a check with my friends
For all of this money, committed some
it up, get it again (yeah)
Fuck it up, get it (fuck it up)
Fuck it up, get it
We fuck it up, fuck it up, get it again,

She wanna fuck a boss
She cannot it with him
She wanna a big dog
I her okay lil baby I'm him
Me and my we ballin'
around, cut the net off of the rim (swish)
I fuck around, fuck her (yeah)
Then I fuck around, fuck on her
They like who is them niggas there?
I see all of them in Monclers
I spent twenty on my ears (bling bling)
Goddamnit this is unfair (goddamn, goddamn)
Play with me nigga, I
I highly advise you to over there
Got your lil and another lil bitch and they all in my bed
We on the spread
I am the don
I'm passing my to my son
Big bitch on my arm
She papi can we go to
I took that to Miami
and we stayed at The One
We had to up on Sunday
I that bitch off the Dom Perignon, uh

My mind it be stuck on cash
If I love you, give you my last
Hundreds and is hitting the stash
Twenties and tens, we blow that fast
Fuck it up, get it
it up, get it again
Fuck it up, get it
We it up, fuck it up, get it again
I'm here to make money, not
I fell in love with the on them bands
I to thumb through a check with my friends
For all of this money, some sins
it up, get it again (yeah)
Fuck it up, get it (fuck it up)
Fuck it up, get it
We fuck it up, fuck it up, get it again,

I in love with the seats in the Wraith
My lawyer Jewish, I'm beating my
Hundreds and fifties, we keeping it
You say you got pistols, I need 'em
I don't feel safe if I got a pip
My homie just called me, they gave him life
I'm give 50K to his lawyer
I hope they appeal shit like shakin' dice
Fuck up a when I run up in Saks
My bitch got my tatted right on her ass
I used to bag up, go to the ave
I ain't have no whip, I got in the cab
Goin' for nothing, know I'm the shit
I like to match up my gun my fit
Shout out to Glizzy, know I got that
Got so diamonds I look like a lick
So many bitches I look a pimp
We ordering lobster, don't the shrimp
Foreign, I gotta five percent the
day prayin', lord forgive my sins
Young risk it all for a Benz
got no pal, I'm goin' to the pen
Baggin' the powder, blow it in the
I'm gon' get dollars, I'm 'bout to spend
I get money

My it be stuck on that cash
If I love you, give you my last
Hundreds and fifties is hitting the
Twenties and tens, we blow that shit
it up, get it again
Fuck it up, get it
it up, get it again
We it up, fuck it up, get it again
I'm to make money, not friends
I fell in love the blue on them bands
I like to thumb through a check my friends
For all of this money, some sins
Fuck it up, get it (yeah)
it up, get it again (fuck it up)
Fuck it up, get it
We it up, fuck it up, get it again, yeah