Luyện nghe bài hát Get It How You Live

Double S, never less
Twista and Scott Storch in a dropped
That new shit, it out

My neck on bling, wrist on
on the corner steady, trying to make 'em kneel
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you
And I'm on the up, so motherfuck how you feel?

My neck on bling, on chill
Standing on the corner steady, to make 'em kneel
it come to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I'm on the come up, so how you feel?

My fingers on frost, on froze
Hanging at the club while slide down the pole
Rolling the g's and the foes and the souls
With two on my arms, sporting thousand dollar clothes

Looking of stunning, so the cameras on flick
Ain't no motherfuckers out that can do it like this
On top of my game and when a hater's all
I'ma be smiling, my grill from Paul Wall

it for me bitch, let me see you get loose
Let me see you on some shit that's 80 proof
Let me see if let you get up in the Lac
Bend so I can see how I'ma hit it from the back

wit the rhymes but I'm better wit the keys
And I'm wit the pees, I get cheddar wit the fees
I'm on the hustle, so don't ask why I succeed
I got flows, I got dro, I got you need

My neck on bling, wrist on
Standing on the corner steady, trying to 'em kneel
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you
And I'm on the come up, so how you feel?

My neck on bling, on chill
Standing on the corner steady, trying to make 'em
it come to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I'm on the come up, so motherfuck how you

on shine, rims on gloss
When it to mobbing, I'ma motherfucking boss
I stay making paper, behind the mic and on the
I ain't stingy wit the dust, the whole ride slick

you shitting on the nigga T, I doubt that
My flow will make your booty move like a house
'em at the party screaming, Get the doe, get the doe
And if I ever go broke, I guarantee to back

If beats was like a tipper, then my flow would play the
Got shit to make you float off the floor David Blaine
You rich I spit it universal to the drums
And I with some guns, blow out purple out my lungs

I pimp and fuck a bitch, I don't to buy her Lacs
I be on the move, staying paid pushing
Investing in my raps, if I don't make a quarter
I throw eight balls to my homies on the corners quarterbacks

My on bling, wrist on chill
on the corner steady, trying to make 'em kneel
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you
And I'm on the come up, so how you feel?

My neck on bling, on chill
Standing on the corner steady, trying to 'em kneel
it come to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I'm on the come up, so motherfuck how you

Let me break back, shawty
Show me what you got,
We some killers
Chicago made niggaz figures

Let me your back, shawty
Show me what you got,
We some killers
Chicago niggaz making figures

Teeth on bling, on flick
on the stage while I'm holding on my dick
'Bout to spit a new verse off out the new shit
Holla pop the colla on my new outfit

If you want war, you think you got rounds to get me
I think you better go a whole pound of that sticky
Keep on talking that not hate around your committee
I'm dodge that nigga that put it for the city

My on bling, wrist on chill
Standing on the corner steady, trying to 'em kneel
When it to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I'm on the come up, so how you feel?

My neck on bling, on chill
Standing on the corner steady, trying to 'em kneel
When it to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I'm on the come up, so how you feel?

My neck on bling, on chill
on the corner steady, trying to make 'em kneel
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you
And I'm on the come up, so how you feel?

My neck on bling, on chill
on the corner steady, trying to make 'em kneel
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you
And I'm on the up, so motherfuck how you feel?