Luyện nghe bài hát Get Mine

[Intro: Tiller]
still alive!
God!

[Verse 1: Tiller]
a lot of niggas done changed on me
(Damn done changed on me)
Fuck if I care, I got Jackson, Grant and Ben on me
I don't know why hate on me
I gotta differently, I got a case on me
I got 'em hirin' private on me
Sittin' right outside the tryna stake on me
up, wait on it
Mmmmm a Porsche Cayman
Hol' up watch me it out the horse stable
I remember when we couldn't afford
That's I knew I had to put in more labor
Niggas take me out my vibe, dawg
God Tiller, God Tiller, I'm alive,
Still I'm on my way to the top,
out Punch, Isaiah Rashad, and K. Dot, dawg
Shit we doin' not
Like Hendrix say, we do regular
I'm a beast, I'm a
I kill, I murk, I slay, et cetera, et
I'll cop any gun and for my daughter
I'll go for real for my daughter
2015 I made two mil' for my
Now these ass niggas tryna steal from my daughter
What the
Post Trap Soul gettin' to it
No, nigga, this no trap music
Soul, rhythm, with a slap to it
how young Pen Griffey put his bat to it
What is on? Man they trippin'
They want me to put 'em on, that's my
Niggas in a rush, niggas listen
I'm still tryna get mine, it and done

2: Young Thug]
You was tryna get it, ya?
You was tryna run it through the ceilin', ya?
hundreds in your pocket, lean in your kidney
Whenever I'm your master no fuckin' limits
All the foreigns came new, ain't no limit (skrrrt)
Play with me, have a massacre in every city
I might drive to DC and fuck with Milly (Meek)
Take a nigga order, I want a Philly (Chicken Philly)
Take a nigga bitch, I wanna her titty (fuck that bitch)
Speakin' too fast, that past tense (sorry, bae)
My bitch wet, cost a Patek
She so annoyin', keep for some napkins, (woo!)
Wipe bitches up, put 'em in a cup
Shake it taste it, that's it
Ayy, we got bucks, order what you want (order that)
I'm a cash cow, I'm just (woo!)
I they put a camera in my pool
But on the inside, goddamn, 12 nasty (they did)
I to be like Jay Z and ride factories
'Til I found out that you gotta put on (shoes)
They out my house from a cabin (woo!)
I pissed out the window and start (ha!)
The inside of my spot water (ha!)
They should change the name to cactus (damn!)
I'm the same Thugger that'll order ten in your town
And sleep in none them bitches, uh
We just thots and gettin' freaky all in them bitches, ahh
Niggas so mad that they leak none of these pictures, ahh
She so bad I want her features, uh (woo!)
All the you do old like beepers, uh (woo, woo)
All the you do old, I see you (I see you)
Even all Crips don't wanna be you (wanna be you, be you, be you)

[Outro: Bryson Tiller & Thug]
Oh
Still tryna get
Still tryna get
I'm still tryna get
tryna get mine
I'm tryna get mine
They on me
They tryna get mine
Oh still tryna get mine, oh
Ayy, ayy,
Yeah, oh no
Yeah, tryna get mine
Said they tryna get mine, yeah