Luyện nghe bài hát I Gotta Get It

I get it, I gotta grind
put it down, I'ma get mine
But you gotta get it, but you gotta
put it down, gotta get mine

I gotta get mine, gotta, get mine
put it down, I gotta get mine
gotta, gotta get mine, gotta, gotta get
I'ma put it down, I gotta get

1]
I'm on the to success, I strive to be the best
I never settle for less, if I'm I cant rest
A in the flesh, and I'm smoking on the best
Cuz I deal with lots of stress, out here on paper quest

I'm progress, and I'm blessed oh yes
And I'ma get it to my last dying breath, then its in peace I
I'm with that bread like a chef when he cook
Now I'm back to flipping paper I'm reading a book

Staying real with your that's a real good look
But your cash stash low all your boys get shook
I searching for that paper like its Natalie Holloway
8 a week, and I grind on holidays

There aint no for these boys to be broke
I some hustlers in wheel chairs, we get it til we crock
south po, to south postal I gotta stack them C notes
So up close, say I gotta get it

2]
I get them dollar signs, all of every kind
Partner, I mine even them nickels and them dimes
I'm out on the grind, staying lick I find
Going get it myself, aint no time to try and stand in line

I never fall behind, and yeah I'm of that purple slim
But I aint dead yet, I'm just
I'm still in my prime, so I pack atleast a
Cuz haters trying to my shine, like mini blinds (I gotta get it)

As long as opportunity knock, get that gwop
And give it all that I got until my drop
The sun rise I'm the first hustler on the
And the sun set, I'm still out here on the clock

I'm trying to hustle for them tickets like a cop
I gotta and get it partner I never stop
I that paper real serious like Dwight shoot
Stacking up all around the 16 route

3]
I the world in a recession, but I'm still progressing
Take heed to my confession, never to oppression
I learn from life's lesson if you on pressing
You'll eventually end up on top like salad

I'm never second guessing, bye bye faith
And however long the race gotta pace
When the fall to waist, then my god grant grace
No matter what odds I face be in first place

They and the haste to feed expensive taste
But me, I got grind out on that paper chase
They turn they on clements, but I'm still gon ride
Too many fish up in the water to float with the tide

No matter how high the gas I'm still gon drive
Quite crying and complaining partner swallow pride
While you blaming everybody for same bad luck
I'ma be on the come up, sun to sun up... I gotta get it