Luyện nghe bài hát I Gotta Get It

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

I get mine, gotta, gotta get mine
I'ma put it down, I gotta get
gotta, gotta get mine, 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 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, its in peace 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 partners that's a real good look
But when your cash low all your boys get shook
I searching 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
south po, to south postal I gotta stack them C notes
So up close, say I gotta get it

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

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

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

I'm trying to hustle for tickets like a traffic cop
I gotta hustle and get it I never stop
I take that paper real serious like 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 learn life's lesson if you keep on pressing
You'll eventually end up on top salad dressing

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

They hustle and the haste to feed expensive
But me, I got grind out on that paper chase
They they back on clements, but I'm still gon ride
Too many fish up in the water trying to 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 your same bad
I'ma be on the up, sun down to sun up... I gotta get it