Luyện nghe bài hát I Gotta Get It

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

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

1]
I'm on the to success, I strive to be the best
I settle for less, if I'm broke I cant rest
A hustler in the flesh, and I'm smoking on the
Cuz I deal with lots of stress, out on this paper quest

I'm making progress, and I'm oh yes
And I'ma get it to my last dying breath, then its in I rest
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 partners that's a good look
But when your cash stash low all boys get shook
I been searching for that paper like its Natalie
8 days a week, and I on holidays

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

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

I fall behind, and yeah I'm full of that purple slim
But I aint yet, I'm just fine
I'm still in my prime, so I pack atleast a
Cuz haters trying to block my shine, like blinds (I gotta get it)

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

I'm trying to hustle for them like a traffic cop
I gotta hustle and get it partner I stop
I take that paper serious like Dwight shoot
up loot all around the 16 route

3]
I know the world in a recession, but I'm still
Take to my confession, never fall to oppression
I learn from life's 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 gotta maintain pace
the haters fall to waist, then my god grant grace
No matter odds I face I'ma be in first place

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

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