Luyện nghe bài hát I Gotta

Trina, Ross, Hot Box inside of you

I got a fat pussy for a
I got a hideout for a cop
I got a condo for a baller
I got a gay friend you can her nigga

I got a dick game a mean hustle
I got an escalade no you can't 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 to come 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 gotta get
I gotta get mine, boy, you gotta get
I gotta get mine, girl, you get yours
I get mine, boy, you gotta get yours

I gots no love for a bitch
I gotta cuss her out to her suck dick
I got a dildo in this bag
I got a lil' for that ass baby

I know you, pay hoes cause I you did
I got a headhunter serve you quick
I got a team of hoes you ain't befo'
With green to blow, sick with cash and fo' sho'

I fuck 'em all just cause I can
I got her, much hotter than her own man
The Ramada, she me a hundred dollars for head
But my Pradas were on, I got knee and fled

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

I got a cars, while most hoes sob
You gotta it to the nigga who wrote those bars
I got a check in the mail that you believe
Now I got a Roley for 80 G's under my

I let you hoes know who I be
So instead of sayin' Rick Ross I just out B's
I got a, in the hood called no ID
All my weed guaranteed, fo' five seeds

I put it down in a major way
I gotta put y'all down with this I play
I gotta get my pussy ate like
Bring the present with the in ya escalade

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

I got an AK for a nigga
I gotta let you know only get bigger
I got a hit man for your nigga
I got a stacks that'll solve him nigga

I show my nigga love
'Cause he my nigga what, now yo' triggers up
Ain't nuttin' in this 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 Johnny cartel on the block
I got a fifty cal' and I'm in the crowd
Ready to get it when y'all all 50'd out

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