Luyện nghe bài hát Get Mine

[Intro: Tiller]
still alive!
God!

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

[Verse 2: Young
You was tryna get it, ya?
You was tryna run it through the ceilin', ya?
Blue hundreds in your pocket, lean in kidney
Whenever I'm master ain't no fuckin' limits
All the foreigns came new, ain't no limit (skrrrt)
Play with me, I'll have a massacre in every
I might drive to DC and with Meek Milly (Meek)
Take a nigga order, I a chicken 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 them up, put 'em in a cup
Shake it then it, that's it
Ayy, we got plenty bucks, order you want (order that)
I'm a cow, I'm just cashin' (woo!)
I think put a camera in my pool
But it's on the inside, goddamn, 12 (they did)
I used to be like Jay Z and ride
'Til I found out that you put on Davis (shoes)
They scopin' out my house from a (woo!)
I out the window and start laughin' (ha!)
The inside of my spot carry (ha!)
They should change the name to cactus (damn!)
I'm the same that'll order ten rooms in your town
And don't sleep in them bitches, uh
We just fuckin' thots and gettin' all in them bitches, ahh
Niggas so mad that they can't leak none of pictures, ahh
She so bad I want her features, uh (woo!)
All the shit you do old beepers, uh (woo, woo)
All the you do old, I see you (I see you)
Even all these don't wanna be you (wanna be you, be you, be you)

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