Luyện nghe bài hát Get Mine

[Intro: Tiller]
still alive!
God!

[Verse 1: Tiller]
Damn a lot of niggas done on me
(Damn they changed on me)
Fuck if I care, I got Jackson, Grant and Ben on me
I don't why niggas hate on me
I gotta move differently, I got a on me
I got 'em hirin' investigators on me
right outside the crib tryna stake on me
Hol' up, on it
Mmmmm that's a Cayman
Hol' up watch me pull it out the horse
I remember when we couldn't afford
That's when I knew I had to put in labor
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 not regular
Like Hendrix say, we don't do
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 for my daughter
I made two mil' for my daughter
Now pussy ass niggas tryna steal from my daughter
the fuck?
Post Trap Soul back to it
No, nigga, ain't no trap music
Soul, rhythm, blues with a to it
Watch how young Pen put his bat to it
is niggas on? Man they trippin'
They me to put 'em on, that's my mission
Niggas in a rush, don't listen
I'm still get mine, that's it and done

[Verse 2: Young
You was tryna get it, ya?
You was tryna run it the ceilin', weren't ya?
Blue in your pocket, lean in your kidney
Whenever I'm your master no fuckin' limits
All the foreigns new, ain't no fuckin' limit (skrrrt)
Play with me, have a massacre in every city
I might to DC and fuck with Meek Milly (Meek)
Take a nigga order, I want a 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!)
Wipe them up, put 'em in a cup
Shake it then it, that's it
Ayy, we got plenty bucks, order you want (order that)
I'm a cash cow, I'm cashin' (woo!)
I they put a camera in my pool
But on the inside, goddamn, 12 nasty (they did)
I used to be Jay Z and ride factories
'Til I out that you gotta put on Davis (shoes)
They out my house from a cabin (woo!)
I pissed out the window and laughin' (ha!)
The inside of my spot water (ha!)
They change the street name to cactus (damn!)
I'm the same Thugger that'll order ten rooms in your
And don't sleep in none bitches, uh
We just fuckin' thots and gettin' freaky all in bitches, ahh
Niggas so mad that they can't leak none of 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 get mine
Still tryna get
I'm still tryna get
Still tryna get
I'm tryna get mine
schemin' on me
They still tryna get
Oh they tryna get mine, oh
Ayy, ayy,
Yeah, oh no
Yeah, tryna get mine
Said they tryna get mine, yeah