Luyện nghe bài hát Get'cha Some

You want my shoes? You want my shirt? My jewels too,

you need to
Go n getcha some, go go n getcha (x4)

FRESH, like I'm wrapped in plastic
Polo, Louis to Gucci, like that's one jacket
They lookin' at a n-gga, like that's one bastard
I'm rich, bitch, see the shit that cash get

You can't the price, so why the hell would you ask it?
These faggots tried to snatch it, get ass in a casket
Ya love me, she admire the fashion, &
I call her girl, just like her dad did
There's 100s on my paper a smart ass class kid
Because I'm on top my rap, an ad lib
And you should holler mama, Dolce and mama
Gotta whole lot o mama, and a Prada
So you to
Go n getcha some', go go n some (x2)

But to get boy, you got to be rich, or sum
& my attire, hard, like my dick or sum
I more than ends meet,
My Big told me it was bout the Benji's
I'm in the limelight, til the point my green
livin' my dreams, til the point you should me
to me

FRESH, fresh I'm wrapped in plastic
Polo, Louis to Gucci, like one fresh jacket
They lookin' at a n-gga, like one fresh bastard
I'm rich, bitch, see the that this cash get
you need to
Go n getcha some, go go n some (x4)

If I told you to get it, you n-ggas still wouldn't grab it
just to pronounce it, you gotta add an
& they askin can they me grocery store, cuz my pockets full of paper and plastic
man, you not avoiding my Asian,
excuse the lil' Ape in ya face, it stays
& when the heat blaze on high beams, you scream, I
for cold ass ice cream

you need to
go n some, go go n getcha some (x2)

These brawds thinkin, that they gon get em' sum,
so they try to take care of me, like I'm or sum
There's some things, I like, I love them Nikes
But not the white on whites, forget the tags
'Cause I get what I like, & you're girl for me
Because she like the pipe, ya

FRESH, fresh like I'm in plastic
Polo, Louis to Gucci, like that's one jacket
lookin' at a n-gga, like that's one fresh bastard
I'm rich, bitch, see the that this cash get
you need to
Go n getcha some, go go n some (x4)

The fabric on my ass is and its sad n
You think you could afford fabric
When it to the hoes all the man like shaft this
Cuz I'm clean cut and them like baggage
Atheists turn Christian when I my True Religions
It's that real I'm rockin pastel
These n-ggas wanna wonder what they on me
I'm to my roots like LRG
So you to
go n some, go go n getcha some (x2)

Pose for the hoes might wanna take a pic or somethin
Hop up in the ride they might wanna let me stick em
The rag 'round my complement the outfit
I'm out with brawds you be watchin from couches
But Imma need money respect
Find a little piece of and I threw em round my neck that's

FRESH, like I'm wrapped in plastic
Polo, Louis to Gucci, like that's one jacket
They lookin' at a n-gga, that's one fresh bastard
I'm rich, bitch, see the shit that this get
Well you to
Go n some, go go n getcha some (x4)