Luyện nghe bài hát Get Yours

Hey, throw your bottles in the sky if you're gettin'
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 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 gettin' what'chu hatin' on my bitches for?
Hey, get mind off of mine and get to gettin' yours

Boss pull 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 close the curtain on 'em

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

the Pokeman in case a big bitch think I'm ass
Eatin' through her stomach a gastric, bypass
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.
Fifty grand for the to sit in V.I.P.
The spotlight is on me, I'm the one wanna see
give they money to Kim like I'm H.S.B.C.

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hey, throw your in the sky if you're gettin' yours
If the rims on his ain't as big as yours
You money what'chu 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 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 in front of Tip
you duckin' on the shit, wanna let the thunder 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 like
Fourty cal's and 45 glocks, I like nine
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 settle down 'cause I don't bag mine
You see me it I'ma blast, I don't flash mine

You livin' check to check but I don't cash mine
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, throw your bottles in the sky if you're yours
If the rims on his ain't as big as yours
You gettin' money what'chu hatin' on my 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 mind off of mine and get to gettin' yours