Luyện nghe bài hát Get Use to It

[Ice
If you try to get with me, pull a four and a
Fuck your monkey ass up, like Bobby did
Trigger fingers get itchy, when niggaz get
And they they story told on Jerry or Ricki
Pull green in your iffy, I'm clean and I'm spiffy
If they lock me up today be back in a jiffy
All my niggaz with me, all my bitches are picky
To ride us right on time, bitch you know it's tricky
a hit of the sticky, everybody get tipsy
When we hittin' that whiskey, all my get pissy
fuck with no sissy, all we bumpin' is missy
If you know where I am, come get me
I'm a man not a Mickey, all my niggaz love
don't go away 'til you're well in your sixties
All I'm is Dickies, don't try to evict me
When we come to Atlanta we re-open Nikki's

- X2]
And y'all get use to it
And y'all get use to it
And better get use to it
And y'all get use to it

[W.C.]
Barracuda with it, call
Fuck the dress code, I'm in a T with jewelry
Hand to my side with my nine, sat lyin'
In the with your baby mama in my lap
Lookin' fly like I got a pocket of stones
Pro fitted on, chronic cologne
Big watch, big rocks, grip glocks, dick
you niggaz thought, motherfucker this is Lench Mob
Dub make the knock, talk shit
I'll put additional air holes in your Bentley top
And shorty got 'em gettin' low, I rich
on them MVP's, I call 'em Kobe's cause they 24's
Still out sunflowers, Dub and Don Dadda
more gun powder than gun towers
Down South, y'all can it, it's the West, too truest
the party jumpin' like do it fluid and never lose it

- X2]
And better get use to it
And better get use to it
And y'all get use to it
And y'all get use to it

Game]
Who my gangsta rap teacher? (Ice Cube) Nigga you know it
the Don Dadda Jr. slash motherfuckin' poet
Sit back and notes while I spin like hundred spokes
My flow is razor sharp, I'm comin' straight for your
With West Coast, gangbang, watch him when his chain hang
East Coast, Down South, niggaz do the same
Throw up your dubs like Wu-Tang, who
harder than that nigga bailin' through your with two chains
Swangin' like his nuts, 'cause he don't a fuck
Bout no nigga that ain't bangin' in no khakis or some
It's that Westside, Connect'd that
nigga who flow so
He spent a hundred thousand on his necklace, I'll bet
motherfuckin' ain't got shit after me
Ain't have shit before Cube a W.C.
The Maad Circle is back, with mad in fact
I'm bout to join the Lench Mob, me
squirtin' the mac,

- X2]
And y'all get use to it
And better get use to it
And y'all get use to it
And y'all get use to it