Luyện nghe bài hát Get'cha Some

You want my You want my shirt? My jewels too, n-gga?

Well you to
Go n some, go go n getcha some (x4)

FRESH, fresh I'm wrapped in plastic
Polo, Louis to Gucci, like that's one fresh
lookin' at a n-gga, like that's one fresh bastard
I'm rich, bitch, see the shit that cash get

You can't afford the price, so why the would you ask it?
These faggots to snatch it, get their ass in a casket
Ya honey love me, she the fashion, &
I her baby girl, just like her dad did
There's 100s on my paper like a smart ass kid
Because I'm on top my rap, an ad lib
And you should mama, Dolce and Gabbana mama
Gotta whole lot o mama, Fendi and a
So you to
Go n some', go go n getcha some (x2)

But to get boy, you got to be rich, or sum
& my attire, hard, hard my dick or sum
I more than ends meet,
My nigga Big told me it was bout the
I'm in the limelight, til the point my green
my dreams, til the point you should pinch me
to me

FRESH, fresh like I'm wrapped in
Polo, Louis to Gucci, that's one fresh jacket
They lookin' at a n-gga, like that's one fresh
I'm rich, bitch, see the shit that this get
Well you to
Go n some, go go n getcha some (x4)

If I you where to get it, you n-ggas still wouldn't grab it
just to it, you gotta add an accent
& askin can they call me grocery store, cuz my pockets full of paper and plastic
man, you not avoiding my Asian,
excuse the lil' Ape in ya face, it Bathing
& when the heat blaze on high beams, you scream, I
for cold ass ice cream

you need to
go n getcha some, go go n some (x2)

These brawds really thinkin, that gon get em' sum,
so they try to take care of me, like I'm or sum
There's some things, I like, I love them Nikes
But not the white on whites, forget the tags
'Cause I get what I like, & you're lookin' for me
Because she the pipe, ya digg

FRESH, fresh I'm wrapped in plastic
Polo, to Gucci, like that's one fresh jacket
They at a n-gga, like that's one fresh bastard
I'm rich, bitch, see the shit that cash get
you need to
Go n getcha some, go go n some (x4)

The on my ass is satin and its sad n
You think you afford this fabric
When it comes to the all the man like shaft this
Cuz I'm clean cut and handle like baggage
Atheists turn when I rock my True Religions
that real when I'm rockin pastel
These n-ggas wanna wonder what they on me
I'm to my roots like LRG
So you to
go n getcha some, go go n some (x2)

Pose for the hoes they wanna take a pic or somethin
Hop up in the ride they wanna let me stick em some
The rag my neck complement the outfit
I'm out with brawds you be watchin from couches
But Imma money power respect
Find a little piece of Jesus and I threw em my neck that's

FRESH, fresh I'm wrapped in plastic
Polo, Louis to Gucci, like that's one fresh
lookin' at a n-gga, like that's one fresh bastard
I'm rich, bitch, see the shit that this get
Well you to
Go n getcha some, go go n some (x4)