Luyện nghe bài hát Get Ya Shit Together

As you can see the O.G.'s from Grand
Done laid it again, T.I.P. Shawty
A man, this for all my home girls that to see a baller do his thing
(Get ya shit together, on)

All the 8's, 9's, and
I like to welcome ya'll to the time
Of ya life, ya, that
All the stones are real and its chrome on all the
Ya, know, anythin' less is

Aye, I pull up to the club, both doors up
Hopped out clean and ya choose us
Walked in the door make the hold up
'Cause my and my bracelet was so froze up

The kind of stones bitches see close up
So we don't approach them, comin' and approach us
Roll the dro up go post up
Look down cause where its gonna go, sho nuff

In the V.I.P. and all on us
Hoes chill, poppin' pills, dro no duff
Whatcha say you got a man, so
I don't know him, and he don't know her

I got a new phatom and my own
Ya, think ya finna be thinkin' him, no sir
Probably prefer to ya man goodnight
And she don't wanna know what the good look like

If you ain't gettin' money
I know a broke nigga look like
When you ridin' in your wheels, get ya together
Boy, then diamonds real, get ya shit together

Now we can ball days, six nights
If that head and that pussy get
And match ya panties ya bras, get ya shit together
get your hair and nails done, get ya shit together

Hey, I'm off the scene Louis the 13th
Chains swing to my jeans, and my T-shirt
In case you researchin', I'm the King
With a style as as the earth seems

Chest on ice, and my on gleam
30 karats in the ring, ain't no thing
You I'm playin', but I ain't jokin'
The dro king, if it ain't purple, I smokin'

Rubber band bank rolls, 50 thousand dollar knots
Try to shine, is you out your mind, boy you not
I walk around with more money than you got
Shrewd attitude like I never had to sell a

I can get you in whatever spot
Backstage, front row, what I got to for
I'm gettin' bored, don't know what I stunt for
Got a lotta rides, what it hurts to one more

If you ain't gettin' money
I know what a broke nigga look
When you ridin' in your wheels, get ya shit
Boy, then diamonds ain't real, get ya together

Now we can ball seven days, six
If that head and that get right
And match ya with ya bras, get ya shit together
Come get your hair and nails done, get ya shit

To all my hot girls, if you come chill
Let's roll on wheels, let me tell you what it is
We finna a little party at the crib
Where the floors tricked out and the like ill

The basements cool, but the unreal
Where millionaire lives, shit remains concealed
So pop a pill, put on blindfold
I'm hittin' the floor, and grab eighty-nine more

Let 'em we on the way, where they been tryin' to go
I knew I had 'em they asked me
"What kind of are those"
Headed to the spot, pourin' shots of XO
the, "Love Below", and watch 'em undress slow

Flicks on the flat screen, 'em want to, "Get low"
And spit shine this dick of mine until it swole
When they it with the king, they don't wanna let go
So whatcha gonna tell a nigga, he tells ya, "Let's go"

If you ain't gettin' goodnight
I know a broke nigga look like
When you in your wheels, get ya shit together
Boy, then ain't real, get ya shit together

Now we can seven days, six nights
If that head and that get right
And ya panties with ya bras, get ya shit together
Come get your hair and done, get ya shit together

If you ain't money goodnight
I know what a broke look like
When you in your wheels, get ya shit together
Boy, then diamonds real, get ya shit together

Now we can ball seven days, six
If that head and pussy get right
And match ya panties ya bras, get ya shit together
Come get your hair and done, get ya shit together