Luyện nghe bài hát Get Yours

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

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

Boss lady up in the back of the Maybach
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

all day on the Siruis, radio
Satellite TV, who do it me?
In outfits, while sellin' the tag
Saint Laurent boots, Yves Saint Laurent bag

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

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

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

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

Yeah, well, it's Dash to all those who don't know
The boy who stay hot when his jewels is so
Killer screwface and he cockin' that
Wanna ice grill? Better holla at Wall

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

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

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

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

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

You really want it with the nigga right in front of Tip
Have you duckin' on the shit, wanna let the thunder
Get bucked, bitch, a fuck who you run and get
King of the South, Pimp Clique runnin' shit

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

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

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

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

Throw bottles in the sky if you're gettin' yours
If other bitch's 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'