Luyện nghe bài hát I Gotta Get It

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

I gotta get mine, gotta, gotta get
I'ma put it down, I gotta get
gotta, get mine, gotta, gotta get mine
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 broke I cant
A hustler in the flesh, and I'm smoking on the
Cuz I deal with lots of stress, out here on paper quest

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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