Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Again

Hey
Young
Cardo got
Fuck it up, get it

My mind it be on that cash
If I love you, I'll you my last
Hundreds and fifties is 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 fuck it up, fuck it up, get it
I'm here to money, not friends
I in love with the blue on them bands
I like to through a check with my friends
For all of money, committed some sins
Fuck it up, get it (yeah)
it up, get it again (fuck it up)
Fuck it up, get it
We fuck it up, it up, get it again, yeah

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

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

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

My mind it be on that cash
If I love you, give you my last
Hundreds and fifties is 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 fuck it up, it up, get it again
I'm here to make money, not
I fell in love with the blue on bands
I like to thumb a check with my friends
For all of this money, committed 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,