Luyện nghe bài hát Get Your Shine On

Yeah, we go old school, ya know what I'm sayin'
If you from where I'm from, ya what I'm talkin' 'bout
The way we do here, this is a Cash Money classic

And I couldn't nobody do it the way I'ma do it
Ya know what I'm
So, here we go world, I'm bringin' it to your world my world
Ya what I'm talkin' 'bout look I say

Get your on, get your shine on
Get shine on, so pimpin' stop hatin'
Get your shine on, get your on
Get your shine on, you we gonna make it

Get your shine on, get shine on
Get shine on, so pimpin' stop hatin'
Get shine on, get your shine on
Get shine on, you know we gonna make it

In One you trust, the is us
And that I ride is 22s and up
And time that I slide, you know I'm platinum plus
Make the hood understand we trying to come up

24s on trucks, the neighborhood lust
Tell One be cool, everybody coming up
'Cause everybody wanna ride, wanna shine
So how ya love that Everybody on the grind

And these cuts ya, ya hood rich livin' lavish
Those 14s, you know we had to it
upon a time it was nothing but magic
Hustling right in of my mama, Ms. Gladys

Chasin' paper, chasin', look that's all we know
Comin' through the neighborhood on 24s
Bet a thousand, shoot a thousand, pimpin' up it some
Fast money, Cash Money, all I know One

Get your shine on, get shine on
Get your shine on, so stop hatin'
Get shine on, get your shine on
Get shine on, you know we gonna make it

Get your shine on, get shine on
Get your shine on, so pimpin' stop
Get your shine on, get your on
Get your shine on, you know we gonna it

They say I walk around I got an S on my chest
That be that Cash Money Piece, rest in the deck
specially set, no testin' the best
I'll be in class, no pencil, no on the desk

I'll make ya mouthpiece so beast like
I'm from the south streets of beast Lil' Weez
E, F baby for the I rep daily
I come to the like Jeff Bailey, I'm gone wit it

A kitted, a foam pit in the back of it
*** *** come home with me, get the business
I made bling, I'm like a lighthouse
So shut that ice in 'cause he ain't out

Pay closely, you *** can never roast me
'Cause the maker of the testerosta me
Oh, he's so arrogant, the cocky
But you always looking 'cause I'ma shine, that's

Get your on, get your shine on
Get your shine on, so stop hatin'
Get your on, get your shine on
Get shine on, you know we gonna make it

Get your shine on, get your on
Get your shine on, so pimpin' stop
Get your shine on, get your on
Get your shine on, you we gonna make it it

Loud mics and big rims, that's my life
Come through the neighborhood my homeboy price
Lets get it understood, that's my price
Come through the of the woods, you be alright

I'm pimpin', I'm pimpin', pimpin', I'm comin' through
And I'm dippin', I'm dippin', dippin', 22s
And spinnin', they spinnin', spinnin', them sprewells pimpin'
Them pimpin', we makin' mail pimpin'

Don't no introduction in this
I can grind in every ghetto, trying to stay rich
And you can ask a *** me, you know I'm 'bout my ***
I was made by guerrillas, the hot boy click

'Cause I'm the Birdman and do you something bad
You heard man that I been slangin' slacks
That's my word man, I stunt ***
I stunt ***, I'm gonna stunt ***, One

Get your shine on, get shine on
Get your on, so pimpin' stop hatin'
Get your shine on, get shine on
Get your shine on, you know we make it

Get shine on, get your shine on
Get your on, so pimpin' stop hatin'
Get shine on, get your shine on
Get your shine on, you we gonna make it , One
So pimpin' hatin', you know we gonna make it