Luyện nghe bài hát Get It How You Live

Double S, never less
Twista and Scott in a dropped Porsche
new shit, check it out

My on bling, wrist on chill
Standing on the steady, trying to make 'em kneel
it come to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I'm on the come up, so motherfuck how you

My neck on bling, on chill
Standing on the corner steady, to make 'em kneel
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you
And I'm on the up, so motherfuck how you feel?

My fingers on frost, ears on
Hanging at the club while hoes slide down the
Rolling with the g's and the and the souls
two bitches on my arms, sporting thousand dollar clothes

Looking kind of stunning, so the cameras on
Ain't no motherfuckers out that can do it like this
On top of my game and when a hater's all
I'ma be smiling, revealing my grill from Paul

Shake it for me bitch, let me see you get
Let me see you on some shit that's 80 proof
Let me see if let you get up in the Lac
over so I can see how I'ma hit it from the back

Hustle wit the rhymes but I'm wit the keys
And I'm clubbin' wit the pees, I get cheddar wit the
I'm always on the hustle, so ask why I succeed
I got flows, I got dro, I got you need

My neck on bling, wrist on
Standing on the corner steady, to make 'em kneel
When it to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I'm on the come up, so how you feel?

My neck on bling, on chill
Standing on the corner steady, trying to make 'em
When it to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I'm on the come up, so motherfuck how you

on shine, rims on gloss
When it come to mobbing, motherfucking boss
I stay making paper, behind the mic and on the
I ain't stingy wit the dust, the crew ride slick

Think you shitting on the nigga T, I doubt
My will make your booty move like a house track
'em at the party screaming, Get the doe, get the doe
And if I ever go broke, I to bounce back

If was like a tipper, then my flow would play the cane
Got shit to make you float off the floor like Blaine
You because I spit it universal to the drums
And I circle with some guns, blow out out my lungs

I pimp and fuck a bitch, I don't need to buy her
I be on the move, staying pushing Cadillacs
Investing in my raps, if I don't a quarter back
I throw eight balls to my on the corners like quarterbacks

My on bling, wrist on chill
Standing on the corner steady, trying to 'em kneel
it come to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I'm on the up, so motherfuck how you feel?

My neck on bling, on chill
Standing on the corner steady, to make 'em kneel
it come to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I'm on the come up, so motherfuck how you

Let me your back, shawty
Show me what you got,
We some motherfuking
Chicago niggaz making figures

Let me your back, shawty
Show me what you got,
We motherfuking killers
Chicago made niggaz making

on bling, rolly on flick
Standing on the while I'm holding on my dick
to spit a new verse off out the Mobstaz new shit
Holla pop the colla on my new outfit

If you war, you think you got rounds to come get me
I think you better go smoke a pound of that sticky
Keep on talking you're not hate around your committee
I'm dodge nigga that put it down for the city

My neck on bling, on chill
Standing on the steady, trying to make 'em kneel
it come to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I'm on the come up, so how you feel?

My neck on bling, wrist on
on the corner steady, trying to make 'em kneel
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you
And I'm on the up, so motherfuck how you feel?

My neck on bling, on chill
on the corner steady, trying to make 'em kneel
When it to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I'm on the up, so motherfuck how you feel?

My neck on bling, on chill
Standing on the corner steady, trying to make 'em
When it come to hustling, got to get it how you
And I'm on the up, so motherfuck how you feel?