Luyện nghe bài hát Get Mine

[Intro: Bryson
still alive!
God!

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

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

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