Luyện nghe bài hát Get Yours

Hey, throw your bottles in the sky if 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

your bottles in the sky if you're gettin' 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

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

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

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

Number one rule, B.I.G.
grand for the girl to sit in V.I.P.
The spotlight is on me, I'm the one they see
They give money 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 ain't as big as
You gettin' money what'chu hatin' on my niggaz
Hey, get your mind off of mine and get to gettin'

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

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

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

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

It's the young boss, you what the imp us for
Family and friends be the only ones boy
Sayin' that you rich and all, me what'chu bitchin' for
Maybe 'cause I'm mine, well, is you gettin' 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 mind off of mine and get to gettin' yours

Throw your bottles in the sky if 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 gettin'

You don't really want it with the nigga right in 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 Squad Clique shit

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

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

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

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