Luyện nghe bài hát Get It How You Live

Double S, less baby
Twista and Scott in a dropped Porsche
That new shit, it out

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 up, so motherfuck how you feel?

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

My on frost, ears 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 here that can do it like
On top of my and when a hater's all fall
I'ma be smiling, revealing my grill from Paul

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
over so I can see how I'ma hit it from the back

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

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, wrist on
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 up, so motherfuck how you feel?

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

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

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

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

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 motherfuck how you

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 motherfuck how you

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

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

Teeth on bling, rolly on
Standing on the while I'm holding on my dick
'Bout to spit a new verse off out the Mobstaz new
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 smoke a whole pound of that
Keep on talking that not hate around your committee
I'm dodge that nigga that put it down for the

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

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 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 how you feel?

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?