Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Again

Hey
Young
Cardo got
Fuck it up, get it

My mind it be stuck on that
If I love you, I'll give you my
and fifties 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 money, not friends
I in love with the blue on them bands
I like to thumb through a 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, it up, get it again, yeah

She wanna fuck with a
She kick it with him
She fuck a big dog
I told her 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)
I fuck around, fuck on her friends
They like who is them niggas right
I see all of them in Monclers
I twenty bands on my ears (bling bling)
this shit is unfair (goddamn, goddamn)
Play me nigga, I dare
I highly advise you to stay there
Got lil bitch and another lil bitch and they all in my bed
We on the spread
I am the don
I'm my swag to my son
Big booty on my arm
She papi can we go to
I took that bitch to
and we stayed at The One
We had to live up on
I fucked bitch off the Dom Perignon, uh

My it be stuck on that cash
If I love you, I'll you my last
Hundreds and fifties is hitting the
Twenties and tens, we that shit fast
it up, get it again
Fuck it up, get it
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 on them bands
I like to thumb through a check with my
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 it up, fuck it up, get it again, yeah

I fell in with the seats in the Wraith
My Jewish, I'm beating my case
and fifties, we keeping it safe
You say you got pistols, I need 'em
I feel safe if I ain't got a pip
My homie just me, they just gave him life
I'm tryna 50K to his lawyer
I hope appeal that shit like shakin' dice
up a check 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 with the
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 I look like a pimp
We ordering lobster, don't forget the
Foreign, I gotta five percent the
day prayin', lord forgive my sins
Young nigga it all for a Benz
got no pal, I'm goin' to the pen
Baggin' the powder, it in the wind
I'm gon' get dollars, I'm 'bout to spend
I gotta get

My mind it be stuck on cash
If I you, I'll give you my last
and fifties is hitting the stash
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 in love with the blue on them bands
I like to thumb through a with my friends
For all of this money, committed some
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