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, I'll you my last
and fifties is hitting the stash
Twenties and tens, we that 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 through a check with my friends
For all of money, committed some sins
it up, get it again (yeah)
Fuck it up, get it (fuck it up)
Fuck it up, get it
We it up, fuck it up, get it again, yeah

She wanna fuck a boss
She cannot kick it 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, her again (yeah)
I fuck around, fuck on her friends
They like who is them right there?
I see all of them in Monclers
I twenty bands on my ears (bling bling)
Goddamnit shit is unfair (goddamn, goddamn)
Play with me nigga, I
I highly advise you to stay over
Got your lil bitch and 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 bitch to Miami
Yeah and we at The One
We had to up on Sunday
I fucked bitch off the Dom Perignon, uh

My mind it be stuck on that
If I love you, I'll you my last
Hundreds and fifties is hitting the
Twenties and tens, we blow shit fast
Fuck it up, get it
Fuck it up, get it
Fuck it up, get it
We fuck it up, it up, get it again
I'm to make money, not friends
I fell in love with the blue on them
I to thumb through a check 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 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
Hundreds and fifties, we it safe
You say you got pistols, I need 'em
I feel safe if I ain't got a pip
My homie just called me, they gave him life
I'm tryna 50K to his lawyer
I hope they 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 have no whip, I got in the cab
Goin' for nothing, I'm with the shit
I like to match up my gun my fit
Shout out to Glizzy, I got that glizzy
Got so many diamonds I look a lick
So many bitches I look like a
We ordering lobster, don't the shrimp
Foreign, I gotta percent the tint
Every day prayin', 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, know I'm to spend
I get money

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 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 to make money, not friends
I fell in love with the blue on them
I like to thumb through a check with my
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, fuck it up, get it again,