Luyện nghe bài hát Get Yours

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 your off of mine and get to gettin' yours

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

Boss lady up in the back of the Maybach
Chauffeur the wheel, feet up, leaned back
Readin' the newspaper, put a hurtin' on 'em
Haters like a bad act, I just the curtain 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 in case a big bitch think I'm ass
through her stomach like a gastric, bypass
Bitch, you better buy a pass and you better 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 they money to Kim I'm H.S.B.C.

Hey, throw your bottles in the sky if you're gettin'
If the rims on his ride ain't as big as
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 gettin' yours
If that 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'

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hey, your bottles 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 mind off of mine and get to yours

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