Luyện nghe bài hát Get Mine

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

1: Bryson 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 don't know why hate on me
I gotta differently, I got a case on me
I got 'em private investigators on me
right outside the crib tryna stake on me
Hol' up, on it
Mmmmm that's a Cayman
Hol' up me pull it out the horse stable
I remember when we 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 don't do
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
I made two mil' for my daughter
Now pussy ass niggas tryna steal from my daughter
What the
Post Trap Soul back to it
No, nigga, this no trap music
Soul, rhythm, blues with a to it
Watch how Pen Griffey put his bat to it
What is niggas on? Man trippin'
They want me to put 'em on, my mission
in a rush, niggas don't listen
I'm still tryna get mine, that's it and

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

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