Luyện nghe bài hát Get It How You Live

Double S, never baby
Twista and Scott Storch in a Porsche
new shit, check it out

My neck on bling, on chill
Standing on the 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 motherfuck how you

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 up, so motherfuck how you feel?

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

Looking of stunning, so the cameras on flick
no motherfuckers out here that can do it like this
On top of my and when a hater's all fall
I'ma be smiling, revealing my grill Paul Wall

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

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

My neck on bling, wrist on
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

My neck on bling, wrist on
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 up, so motherfuck how you feel?

Tires on shine, rims on
When it come to mobbing, I'ma boss
I making paper, behind the mic and on the tipping
I ain't stingy wit the dust, the whole crew ride

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

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

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

My neck on bling, wrist on
Standing on the steady, trying to make '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, 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 up, so motherfuck how you feel?

Let me your back, shawty
me what you got, shawty
We some motherfuking
Chicago made making figures

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

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

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 you're not hate your committee
I'm dodge nigga that put it down for the city

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

My neck on bling, on chill
on the corner steady, trying to make '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 on bling, wrist on chill
Standing on the corner steady, 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, wrist on
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 up, so motherfuck how you feel?