Luyện nghe bài hát I Gotta

Trina, Rick Ross, Hot Box of you

I got a fat pussy for a
I got a hideout for a cop
I got a condo for a nigga
I got a gay friend you can call her

I got a dick game with a hustle
I got an no you can't touch it
I got a blocks up in Georgia nigga
I got a lil' brother cookin' quarters

I got a girls who gon' come fuck
I gotta see the money time to up
I gotta keep it real my hustler hoes
I got a pump or two, who boost them clothes

I get mine, girl, you gotta get yours
I gotta get mine, boy, you gotta get
I gotta get mine, girl, you get yours
I gotta get mine, boy, you gotta get

I no love for a punk bitch
I gotta cuss her out to her suck dick
I got a dildo in bag baby
I got a lil' somethin' for ass baby

I you, pay hoes cause I heard you did
I got a headhunter that'll you quick
I got a team of hoes you seen befo'
green to blow, sick with cash and cream fo' sho'

I fuck 'em all just cause I can
I got her, much hotter than her own man
The Ramada, she gave me a hundred dollars for
But my Pradas were slipped on, I got knee and

I gotta get mine, girl, you gotta get
I gotta get mine, boy, you get yours
I gotta get mine, girl, you get yours
I gotta get mine, boy, you gotta get

I got a couple cars, while most sob
You gotta give it to the who wrote those bars
I got a check in the mail you couldn't believe
Now I got a Roley for 80 G's my sleeve

I let you hoes know who I be
So instead of sayin' Ross I just pull out B's
I got a, trap in the hood no ID
All my weed guaranteed, maybe fo' seeds

I gotta put it down in a way
I put y'all down with this game I play
I gotta get my pussy ate like
the present with the cake in ya escalade

I get mine, girl, you gotta get yours
I gotta get mine, boy, you get yours
I gotta get mine, girl, you gotta get
I gotta get mine, boy, you get yours

I got an AK for a nigga
I gotta let you know only get bigger
I got a hit man for your nigga
I got a couple stacks that'll solve him

I gotta show my nigga
he my nigga what, now hold yo' triggers up
Ain't nuttin' in game is as big as us
If it is, you can tell 'em, we don't a fuck

I gotta hit 'em hard like Lott
by Johnny Coch' cartel on the block
I got a fifty cal' and I'm in the crowd
Ready to get it when y'all all 50'd out

I gotta get mine, girl, you gotta get
I gotta get mine, boy, you get yours
I gotta get mine, girl, you get yours
I get mine, boy, you gotta get yours