Luyện nghe bài hát Get Mine

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

[Verse 1: Tiller]
Damn a lot of done changed on me
(Damn done changed on me)
Fuck if I care, I got Jackson, and Ben Frank on me
I know why niggas hate on me
I gotta differently, I got a case on me
I got 'em private investigators on me
Sittin' right outside the crib tryna on me
Hol' up, on it
that's a Porsche Cayman
Hol' up watch me pull it out the stable
I remember when we afford cable
That's I knew I had to put in more labor
tryna take me out my vibe, dawg
God Tiller, God Tiller, I'm alive,
Still I'm on my way to the top,
Shout out Punch, Isaiah Rashad, and K. Dot,
Shit we doin' not
Hendrix 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 for real for my daughter
2015 I made two mil' for my
Now these pussy ass niggas tryna steal my daughter
the fuck?
Post Trap Soul back to it
No, nigga, this no trap music
Soul, rhythm, with a slap to it
Watch how young Pen put his bat to it
is niggas on? Man they trippin'
They want me to put 'em on, my mission
Niggas in a rush, niggas listen
I'm still tryna get mine, that's it and

[Verse 2: Young
You was tryna get it, ya?
You was tryna run it the ceilin', weren't ya?
Blue hundreds in pocket, lean in your kidney
Whenever I'm your master no fuckin' limits
All the came new, ain't no fuckin' limit (skrrrt)
Play with me, I'll a massacre in every city
I might to DC and fuck with Meek Milly (Meek)
Take a order, I want a chicken Philly (Chicken Philly)
Take a nigga bitch, I fuck her titty (fuck that bitch)
too fast, that's that past tense (sorry, bae)
My bitch jewelry wet, cost a
She so annoyin', keep for some napkins, (woo!)
Wipe them 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 cash cow, I'm cashin' (woo!)
I think they put a in my pool
But on the inside, goddamn, 12 nasty (they did)
I to be like Jay Z and ride factories
'Til I found out you gotta put on Davis (shoes)
They out my house from a cabin (woo!)
I out the window and start laughin' (ha!)
The of my spot carry water (ha!)
They should change the street name to (damn!)
I'm the same that'll order ten rooms in your town
And don't sleep in none bitches, uh
We fuckin' thots and gettin' freaky all in them bitches, ahh
Niggas so mad that they can't leak none of pictures, ahh
She so bad sometimes I her features, uh (woo!)
All the you do old like beepers, uh (woo, woo)
All the you do old, I see you (I see you)
Even all these Crips wanna be you (wanna be you, be you, be you)

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