Luyện nghe bài hát Get It How You Live

Double S, never baby
Twista and Scott Storch in a Porsche
new shit, check it out

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, 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 fingers on frost, ears on
Hanging at the club while hoes down the pole
Rolling the g's and the foes and the souls
With two bitches on my arms, sporting dollar clothes

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

it for me bitch, let me see you get loose
Let me see you sipping on some shit 80 proof
Let me see if let you get up in the Lac
Bend 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 on bling, wrist on chill
Standing on the corner steady, trying to make 'em
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, trying to make 'em
it come to hustling, got to get it how you live
And I'm on the come up, so how you feel?

on shine, rims on gloss
When it to mobbing, I'ma motherfucking boss
I stay paper, behind the mic and on the tipping
I stingy wit the dust, the whole crew ride slick

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

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

I and fuck a bitch, I don't need to buy her Lacs
I be on the move, paid pushing Cadillacs
Investing in my raps, if I don't make a back
I eight balls to my homies on the corners like quarterbacks

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

Let me break back, shawty
me what you got, shawty
We motherfuking killers
Chicago niggaz making figures

Let me break your back,
Show me you got, shawty
We motherfuking killers
made niggaz making figures

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

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

My neck on bling, wrist on
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

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?

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