Luyện nghe bài hát Get Yours

Hey, throw your in the sky if you're gettin' yours
If the rims on his ain't as big as yours
You gettin' what'chu hatin' on my niggaz for?
Hey, get your off of mine and get to gettin' yours

Throw your bottles in the sky if you're yours
If other bitch's ass ain't as big as yours
You gettin' money what'chu hatin' on my bitches
Hey, get your mind off of and get to gettin' yours

Boss lady pull up in the of the Maybach
Chauffeur behind the wheel, feet up, leaned
the newspaper, honeygirl put a hurtin' on 'em
Haters like a bad act, I just close the on 'em

Play all day on the Siruis,
TV, who do it like me?
In designer outfits, while the tag
Yves Saint Laurent boots, Yves Saint bag

Keep the Pokeman in case a big bitch I'm ass
through her stomach like a gastric, bypass
Bitch, you better buy a pass and you better have the
When you in my town you got to see me to buy a

Number one rule, B.I.G.
Fifty grand for the to sit in V.I.P.
The spotlight is on me, I'm the one wanna see
They they money to Kim like I'm H.S.B.C.

Hey, throw bottles in the sky if you're gettin' yours
If the on his ride ain't as big as yours
You gettin' money what'chu hatin' on my niggaz
Hey, get your mind off of mine and get to gettin'

Throw your in the sky if you're gettin' yours
If other bitch's ass ain't as big as yours
You gettin' money what'chu hatin' on my bitches
Hey, get your mind off of and get to gettin' yours

Yeah, well, it's Dash to all those who don't know
The boy who hot when his jewels is so cold
Killer screwface and he that fo'-fo'
Wanna ice grill? Better at Paul Wall

Is all that for? Whole crew do it up
Champagne, threw it up, till threw it up
Cruisin' up, tinted up, be some star
Don't know what to it, they say it's a truck car

You been with a chump pah Ashton
Was the one to "Punk" y'all
yo' ass holy and resemblin' Spongebob
Like an old album, you to come for us
You guys get off

It's the young boss, show you the imp us for
Family and friends be the only ones boy
Sayin' that you rich and all, me what'chu bitchin' for
Maybe I'm gettin mine, well, is you gettin' yours?

Hey, throw bottles in the sky if you're gettin' yours
If the rims on his ride as big as yours
You gettin' what'chu hatin' on my niggaz for?
Hey, get your mind off of and get to gettin' yours

Throw your bottles in the sky if you're gettin'
If that other bitch's ass ain't as big as
You gettin' money what'chu hatin' on my bitches
Hey, get your mind off of mine and get to yours

You don't really want it with the nigga in front of Tip
Have you duckin' on the shit, wanna let the thunder
Get bucked, bitch, a fuck who you run and get
King of the South, Pimp Squad Clique runnin'

Bricks in the pipeline, in the nighttime
a lifetime to find a flow that's quite like mine
Fourty cal's and 45 glocks, I like nine
Mac-9 and flatten niggaz lifeline

I'm rich, use the rappin' as a pastime
Grand Hustle bitch and I done said it for the last
Other niggaz settle 'cause I don't bag mine
You see me pull it blast, I don't flash mine

You livin' check to check but I don't cash mine
Deposit it and let it sit 'cause all the cash
Been goin' easy on you I'ma mash now
Niggaz throw your bottles in the air and put the down

Hey, throw bottles in the sky if you're gettin' yours
If the on his ride ain't as big as yours
You money what'chu hatin' on my niggaz for?
Hey, get your mind off of mine and get to gettin'

Throw your bottles in the sky if gettin' yours
If other bitch's ass ain't as big as yours
You gettin' money what'chu hatin' on my for?
Hey, get your off of mine and get to gettin' yours