Luyện nghe bài hát Get It How You Live

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

My neck on bling, wrist on
Standing on the steady, trying to make 'em kneel
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, on chill
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 how you feel?

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

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

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

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

Tires on shine, on gloss
When it come to mobbing, I'ma boss
I stay making paper, behind the mic and on the
I stingy wit the dust, the whole crew 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 bounce

If beats was like a tipper, then my flow would the cane
Got shit to make you float off the floor like Blaine
You rich because I spit it 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 Cadillacs
Investing in my raps, if I don't a quarter back
I throw eight balls to my homies on the like quarterbacks

My neck on bling, on chill
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
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 motherfuck how you

Let me break back, shawty
Show me what you got,
We some motherfuking
Chicago niggaz making figures

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

on bling, rolly on flick
Standing on the stage while I'm holding on my
'Bout to spit a new verse off out the Mobstaz new
walla 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 you're not around your committee
I'm dodge that nigga put it down for the city

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

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