Luyện nghe bài hát Get Yours

Hey, throw your in the sky if you're gettin' 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 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 off of mine and get to gettin' yours

lady pull up in the back of the Maybach
Chauffeur the wheel, feet up, leaned back
Readin' the newspaper, honeygirl put a on 'em
Haters like a bad act, I just 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, Saint Laurent bag

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

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

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 on my niggaz for?
Hey, get your off of mine and get to gettin' yours

Throw your bottles in the sky if you're gettin'
If that bitch's ass ain't as big as yours
You gettin' money what'chu on my bitches for?
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 when his is so cold
Killer screwface and he that fo'-fo'
Wanna ice grill? Better at Paul Wall

Is all that for? Whole crew do it up
Champagne, threw it up, till niggaz it up
Cruisin' up, tinted up, be some star
know what to call it, they say it's a truck 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 to come for us
You guys get off

It's the 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
'cause I'm gettin mine, well, is you gettin' 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' what'chu hatin' on my niggaz for?
Hey, get your off of mine and get to gettin' yours

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 mind off of mine and get to gettin' yours

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

Bricks in the pipeline, sold in the
Take a lifetime to a flow that's quite like mine
Fourty cal's and 45 glocks, I like nine
Mac-9 and flatten niggaz lifeline

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

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

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