Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Again

Hey
Young
Cardo got
it up, get it again

My mind it be stuck on that
If I love you, give you my last
Hundreds and is hitting the stash
Twenties and tens, we blow that shit
Fuck it up, get it
Fuck it up, get it
Fuck it up, get it
We fuck it up, fuck it up, get it
I'm to make money, not friends
I fell in love with the blue on them
I like to thumb through a check my friends
For all of this money, committed 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 with a
She cannot it with him
She wanna a big dog
I told her okay lil I'm him
Me and my niggas we
around, cut the net off of the rim (swish)
I fuck around, her again (yeah)
Then I fuck around, fuck on her
They like who is them niggas right
I see all of them in Monclers
I twenty bands on my ears (bling bling)
Goddamnit this is unfair (goddamn, goddamn)
Play with me nigga, I
I highly you to stay over there
Got your lil and another lil bitch and they all in my bed
We layin' on the
I am the don
I'm my swag to my son
Big booty on my arm
She papi can we go to
I took bitch to Miami
and we stayed at The One
We had to live up on
I fucked bitch off the Dom Perignon, uh

My mind it be stuck on that
If I you, I'll give you my last
and fifties is hitting the stash
Twenties and tens, we blow shit fast
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 to make money, not friends
I fell in love the blue on them bands
I like to thumb through a 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 with the in the Wraith
My lawyer Jewish, I'm beating my
Hundreds and fifties, we keeping it
You say you got pistols, I 'em today
I don't feel if I ain't got a pip
My homie just called me, they just him life
I'm tryna 50K to his lawyer
I they appeal that shit like shakin' dice
Fuck up a when I run up in Saks
My got my name tatted right on her ass
I used to bag up, go to the ave
I ain't no whip, I got right in the cab
Goin' for nothing, I'm with the shit
I like to up my gun with my fit
out to Glizzy, know I got that glizzy
Got so many I look like a lick
So many bitches I look like a
We ordering lobster, don't forget the
Foreign, I gotta percent the tint
Every day prayin', forgive my sins
nigga risk it all for a Benz
Ain't got no pal, I'm to the pen
Baggin' the powder, it in the wind
I'm get dollars, know I'm 'bout to spend
I get money

My it be stuck on that cash
If I love you, I'll give you my
Hundreds and fifties is 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 with the blue on bands
I like to thumb through a check my friends
For all of this money, committed some
it up, get it again (yeah)
Fuck it up, get it (fuck it up)
it up, get it again
We fuck it up, fuck it up, get it again,