Luyện nghe bài hát Get Mine

[Intro: Tiller]
still alive!
God!

[Verse 1: Bryson
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 don't know why niggas on me
I move differently, I got a case on me
I got 'em hirin' investigators on me
Sittin' right outside the crib stake on me
Hol' up, on it
Mmmmm that's a Cayman
Hol' up watch me pull it out the horse
I remember we couldn't afford cable
That's I knew I had to put in more labor
Niggas take 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 not regular
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 for my daughter
I'll go for real for my daughter
2015 I two mil' for my daughter
Now these pussy ass niggas tryna from my daughter
the fuck?
Post Soul gettin' back to it
No, nigga, ain't no trap music
Soul, rhythm, blues a slap to it
how young Pen Griffey put his bat to it
What is niggas on? Man trippin'
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: Young
You was tryna get it, ya?
You was run it through the ceilin', weren't ya?
Blue hundreds in your pocket, lean in kidney
Whenever I'm master ain't no fuckin' limits
All the foreigns new, ain't no fuckin' limit (skrrrt)
with me, I'll have a massacre in every city
I might drive to DC and fuck Meek Milly (Meek)
Take a order, I want a chicken Philly (Chicken Philly)
Take a nigga bitch, I fuck her titty (fuck that bitch)
Speakin' too fast, that's that past (sorry, bae)
My bitch jewelry wet, cost a
She so annoyin', keep for some napkins, (woo!)
Wipe them 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 cow, I'm just cashin' (woo!)
I think they put a camera in my
But it's on the inside, goddamn, 12 (they did)
I used to be Jay Z and ride factories
'Til I found out you gotta put on Davis (shoes)
They scopin' out my from a cabin (woo!)
I pissed out the and start laughin' (ha!)
The inside of my spot water (ha!)
They should change the street name to (damn!)
I'm the same Thugger that'll order ten rooms in town
And don't sleep in none bitches, uh
We just thots and gettin' freaky all in them bitches, ahh
Niggas so mad that they can't none of these pictures, ahh
She so bad sometimes I her features, uh (woo!)
All the you do old like beepers, uh (woo, woo)
All the you do old, I see you (I see you)
Even all Crips 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 get mine
I'm tryna get mine
They on me
They tryna get mine
Oh they still get mine, oh
Ayy, ayy,
Yeah, oh no
Yeah, tryna get mine
Said they still tryna get mine,