Luyện nghe bài hát Get Yours

Hey, throw your bottles in the sky if you're gettin'
If the rims on his ride as big as yours
You gettin' money what'chu hatin' on my for?
Hey, get your mind off of mine and get to gettin'

your bottles in the sky if you're gettin' yours
If other bitch's ass ain't as big as yours
You gettin' money hatin' on my bitches for?
Hey, get your mind off of mine and get to yours

Boss lady pull up in the back of the
Chauffeur behind the wheel, feet up, leaned
Readin' the newspaper, honeygirl put a on 'em
Haters like a bad act, I just close the on 'em

Play all day on the Siruis,
TV, who do it like me?
In designer outfits, while the tag
Saint Laurent boots, Yves Saint Laurent bag

Keep the Pokeman in a big bitch think I'm ass
through her stomach like a gastric, bypass
Bitch, you better buy a pass and you better have the
When you in my you got to see me to buy a pass

one rule, think B.I.G.
Fifty for the girl to sit in V.I.P.
The is on me, I'm the one they wanna see
They give money to Kim like I'm H.S.B.C.

Hey, your bottles in the sky if you're gettin' yours
If the rims on his ain't as big as yours
You gettin' money hatin' on my niggaz for?
Hey, get mind off of mine and get to gettin' yours

Throw your bottles in the sky if gettin' yours
If that other ass ain't as big as yours
You gettin' money what'chu hatin' on my bitches
Hey, get your mind off of mine and get to gettin'

Yeah, well, it's young Dash to all those who know
The boy who stay hot his jewels is so cold
Killer screwface and he cockin' that
Wanna ice Better holla at Paul Wall

Is all called for? Whole crew do it up
Champagne, it up, till niggaz threw it up
up, tinted up, gotta be some star
Don't know to call it, they say it's a truck car

You been with a chump pah like
Was the first one to "Punk"
Have yo' ass holy and Spongebob
Like an old album, you to come for us
You get dust off

It's the young boss, you what the imp us for
Family and friends be the ones missin' boy
Sayin' you rich and all, tell me what'chu bitchin' for
Maybe 'cause I'm gettin mine, well, is you yours?

Hey, throw your bottles in the sky if gettin' yours
If the rims on his ain't as big as yours
You gettin' money what'chu hatin' on my niggaz
Hey, get your mind off of mine and get to yours

Throw your in the sky if you're gettin' yours
If that other bitch's ass as big as yours
You gettin' money what'chu hatin' on my bitches
Hey, get your off of mine and get to gettin' yours

You don't really it with the nigga right in front of Tip
Have you duckin' on the shit, wanna let the thunder
Get bucked, bitch, give a who you run and get
King of the South, Squad Clique runnin' shit

in the pipeline, sold in the nighttime
Take a lifetime to find a flow quite like mine
Fourty cal's and 45 glocks, I don't like
Mac-9 and automatic flatten lifeline

I'm rich, use the rappin' as a pastime
Grand Hustle bitch and I said it for the last time
Other niggaz settle down 'cause I don't bag
You see me pull it I'ma blast, I don't mine

You niggaz livin' check to but I don't cash mine
Deposit it and let it sit all the cash mine
Been goin' on you rappers I'ma mash now
Niggaz throw your bottles in the air and put the down

Hey, throw your bottles in the sky if gettin' yours
If the rims on his ride as big as yours
You money what'chu hatin' on my niggaz for?
Hey, get your mind off of and get to gettin' yours

Throw your bottles in the sky if you're yours
If that other bitch's ass as big as yours
You gettin' money hatin' on my bitches for?
Hey, get your mind off of mine and get to yours