Luyện nghe bài hát Get It Again

Hey
Young
got wings
Fuck it up, get it

My it be stuck on that cash
If I love you, I'll give you my
and fifties is hitting the stash
Twenties and tens, we blow that fast
it up, get it again
Fuck it up, get it
Fuck it up, get it
We fuck it up, it up, get it again
I'm here to money, not friends
I fell in love with the blue on bands
I like to thumb a check with my friends
For all of this money, committed sins
Fuck it up, get it (yeah)
Fuck it up, get it (fuck it up)
Fuck it up, get it
We fuck it up, fuck it up, get it again,

She fuck with a boss
She kick it with him
She fuck a big dog
I her okay lil baby I'm him
Me and my we ballin'
around, cut the net off of the rim (swish)
I around, fuck her again (yeah)
Then I fuck around, fuck on her
They who is them niggas right there?
I see all of dressed in Monclers
I twenty bands on my ears (bling bling)
this shit is unfair (goddamn, goddamn)
Play me nigga, I dare
I advise you to stay over there
Got your lil bitch and another lil and they all in my bed
We on the spread
I am the don
I'm passing my to my son
Big booty on my arm
She can we go to Milan?
I took bitch to Miami
Yeah and we at The One
We had to up on Sunday
I that bitch off the Dom Perignon, uh

My it be stuck on that cash
If I love you, I'll give you my
Hundreds and fifties is hitting the
Twenties and tens, we blow that fast
it up, get it again
Fuck it up, get it
Fuck it up, get it
We it up, fuck it up, get it again
I'm here to money, not friends
I fell in love with the blue on them
I like to thumb a check with my friends
For all of this money, some sins
Fuck it up, get it (yeah)
Fuck it up, get it (fuck it up)
it up, get it again
We it up, fuck it up, get it again, yeah

I fell in with the seats in the Wraith
My Jewish, I'm beating my case
Hundreds and fifties, we it safe
You say you got pistols, I need 'em
I don't feel if I ain't got a pip
My homie called me, they just gave him life
I'm tryna 50K to his lawyer
I hope they appeal that shit like shakin'
Fuck up a check I run up in Saks
My bitch got my name right on her ass
I used to bag up, go to the ave
I ain't no whip, I got right in the cab
Goin' for nothing, know I'm with the
I like to up my gun with my fit
Shout out to Glizzy, I got that glizzy
Got so diamonds I look like a lick
So bitches I look like a pimp
We ordering lobster, don't forget the
Foreign, I gotta percent the tint
Every day prayin', forgive my sins
Young nigga risk it all for a
Ain't got no pal, I'm to the pen
Baggin' the powder, it in the wind
I'm get dollars, know I'm 'bout to spend
I gotta get

My mind it be stuck on cash
If I love you, give you my last
and fifties is hitting the stash
Twenties and tens, we blow that shit
Fuck it up, get it
it up, get it again
Fuck it up, get it
We fuck it up, fuck it up, get it
I'm here to make money, not
I fell in love with the blue on them
I like to thumb a check with my friends
For all of this money, committed some
Fuck it up, get it (yeah)
Fuck it up, get it (fuck it up)
it up, get it again
We fuck it up, fuck it up, get it again,