Luyện nghe bài hát Get Mine

[Intro: Tiller]
Godzilla's alive!
God!

[Verse 1: Tiller]
Damn a lot of niggas changed on me
(Damn they changed on me)
Fuck if I care, I got Jackson, and Ben Frank on me
I don't know why niggas on me
I move differently, I got a case on me
I got 'em hirin' private on me
Sittin' outside the crib tryna stake on me
up, wait on it
Mmmmm a Porsche Cayman
Hol' up watch me it out the horse stable
I remember we couldn't afford cable
when I knew I had to put in more labor
Niggas tryna me out my vibe, dawg
God Tiller, God Tiller, I'm alive,
Still I'm on my way to the top,
Shout out Punch, Rashad, and K. Dot, dawg
Shit we not regular
Like say, we don't do regular
I'm a beast, I'm a
I kill, I murk, I slay, et cetera, et
I'll cop any gun and for my daughter
I'll go Rambo for for my daughter
2015 I made two mil' for my
Now these pussy ass niggas tryna from my daughter
the fuck?
Post Soul gettin' back to it
No, nigga, this ain't no trap
Soul, rhythm, with a slap to it
Watch how Pen Griffey put his bat to it
What is on? Man they trippin'
want me to put 'em on, that's my mission
Niggas in a rush, niggas don't
I'm still get mine, that's it and done

[Verse 2: Thug]
You was get it, weren't ya?
You was tryna run it the ceilin', weren't ya?
Blue hundreds in your pocket, lean in your
Whenever I'm your master ain't no fuckin'
All the foreigns came new, ain't no limit (skrrrt)
Play with me, I'll a massacre in every city
I drive to DC and fuck with Meek Milly (Meek)
Take a order, I want a chicken Philly (Chicken Philly)
a nigga bitch, I wanna fuck her titty (fuck that bitch)
Speakin' too fast, that's that tense (sorry, bae)
My jewelry wet, cost a Patek
She so annoyin', askin' for some napkins, (woo!)
Wipe them up, put 'em in a cup
it then taste it, that's it
Ayy, we got plenty bucks, order you want (order that)
I'm a cow, I'm just cashin' (woo!)
I they put a camera in my pool
But it's on the inside, goddamn, 12 (they did)
I used to be like Jay Z and factories
'Til I found out that you put on Davis (shoes)
They scopin' out my from a cabin (woo!)
I pissed out the and start laughin' (ha!)
The inside of my spot carry (ha!)
should change the street name to cactus (damn!)
I'm the same Thugger that'll ten rooms in your town
And don't sleep in none bitches, uh
We just fuckin' thots and gettin' all in them bitches, ahh
Niggas so mad they can't leak none of these pictures, ahh
She so bad I want her features, uh (woo!)
All the shit you do old beepers, uh (woo, woo)
All the you do old, I see you (I see you)
all these Crips don't wanna be you (wanna be you, be you, be you)

[Outro: Bryson Tiller & Young
Oh
Still tryna get
Still get mine
I'm tryna get mine
Still tryna get
I'm tryna get mine
schemin' on me
They still get mine
Oh still tryna get mine, oh
Ayy, ayy,
Yeah, oh no
Yeah, tryna get mine
Said still tryna get mine, yeah