Luyện nghe bài hát Get Mine

[Intro: Tiller]
still alive!
God!

[Verse 1: Bryson
Damn a lot of done changed on me
(Damn they changed on me)
Fuck if I care, I got Jackson, Grant and Ben on me
I don't why niggas hate on me
I gotta move differently, I got a on me
I got 'em hirin' private on me
Sittin' right the crib tryna stake on me
up, wait on it
Mmmmm a Porsche Cayman
Hol' up watch me pull it out the horse
I remember when we afford cable
That's when I knew I had to put in labor
Niggas tryna take me out my vibe,
God Tiller, God Tiller, I'm alive,
I'm on my way to the top, dawg
Shout out Punch, Rashad, and K. Dot, dawg
we doin' not regular
Like Hendrix say, we do regular
I'm a beast, I'm a
I kill, I murk, I slay, et cetera, et
I'll cop any gun and for my daughter
I'll go Rambo for for my daughter
I made two mil' for my daughter
Now these pussy ass niggas tryna steal my daughter
What the
Post Trap Soul gettin' to it
No, nigga, ain't no trap music
Soul, rhythm, with a slap to it
how young Pen Griffey put his bat to it
What is niggas on? Man they
want me to put 'em on, that's my mission
Niggas in a rush, niggas don't
I'm still tryna get mine, that's it and

[Verse 2: Thug]
You was get it, weren't ya?
You was run it through the ceilin', weren't ya?
Blue hundreds in your pocket, lean in your
I'm your master ain't no fuckin' limits
All the foreigns came new, ain't no fuckin' (skrrrt)
Play with me, I'll have a in every city
I drive to DC and fuck with Meek Milly (Meek)
Take a order, I want a chicken Philly (Chicken Philly)
a nigga bitch, I wanna fuck her titty (fuck that bitch)
Speakin' too fast, that past tense (sorry, bae)
My bitch wet, cost a Patek
She so annoyin', keep askin' for napkins, (woo!)
Wipe bitches up, put 'em in a cup
Shake it then taste it, it
Ayy, we got bucks, order what you want (order that)
I'm a cash cow, I'm just (woo!)
I they put a camera in my pool
But on the inside, goddamn, 12 nasty (they did)
I used to be like Jay Z and factories
'Til I found out that you put on Davis (shoes)
They scopin' out my from a cabin (woo!)
I out the window and start laughin' (ha!)
The inside of my spot water (ha!)
They should change the name to cactus (damn!)
I'm the same Thugger order ten rooms in your town
And sleep in none them bitches, uh
We fuckin' thots and gettin' freaky all in them bitches, ahh
Niggas so mad that they leak none of these 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)

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