Luyện nghe bài hát I Gotta

Trina, Rick Ross, Hot Box of you

I got a fat for a cocksucker
I got a for a cop ducker
I got a for a baller nigga
I got a gay friend you can call her

I got a dick game a mean hustle
I got an escalade no you touch it
I got a couple blocks up in nigga
I got a lil' cookin' quarters nigga

I got a couple girls who gon' come
I gotta see the money time to up
I gotta keep it real with my hustler
I got a pump or two, who boost them clothes

I gotta get mine, girl, you get yours
I get mine, boy, you gotta get yours
I get mine, girl, you gotta get yours
I get mine, boy, you gotta get yours

I gots no love for a punk
I cuss her out to make her suck dick
I got a dildo in bag baby
I got a lil' somethin' for that ass

I know you, pay hoes I heard you did
I got a headhunter that'll serve you
I got a team of you ain't seen befo'
With green to blow, sick cash and cream fo' sho'

I gotta fuck 'em all just I can
I got her, much hotter fuckin' her own man
The Ramada, she gave me a hundred for head
But my Pradas were slipped on, I got and fled

I get mine, girl, you gotta get yours
I get mine, boy, you gotta get yours
I gotta get mine, girl, you gotta get
I gotta get mine, boy, you get yours

I got a couple cars, while hoes sob
You give it to the nigga who wrote those bars
I got a check in the mail that you couldn't
Now I got a Roley for 80 G's under my

I gotta let you hoes who I be
So instead of sayin' Ross I just pull out B's
I got a, trap in the called no ID
All my weed guaranteed, maybe fo' seeds

I gotta put it in a major way
I gotta put y'all down with this game I
I gotta get my ate like everyday
Bring the with the cake in ya escalade

I get mine, girl, you gotta get yours
I get mine, boy, you gotta get yours
I gotta get mine, girl, you gotta get
I gotta get mine, boy, you gotta get

I got an AK for a bitch
I gotta let you they only get bigger
I got a hit man for your nigga
I got a couple stacks solve him nigga

I gotta show my love
'Cause he my what, now hold yo' triggers up
nuttin' in this game is as big as us
If it is, you can tell 'em, we don't give a

I gotta hit 'em like Ronnie Lott
Defended by Coch' cartel on the block
I got a fifty cal' and I'm in the crowd
Ready to get it down when all 50'd out

I gotta get mine, girl, you get yours
I get mine, boy, you gotta get yours
I get mine, girl, you gotta get yours
I gotta get mine, boy, you gotta get