Luyện nghe bài hát Get Use to It

[Ice
If you try to get with me, pull a and a fifty
Fuck your monkey ass up, Bobby did Whitney
Trigger fingers get itchy, when get bitchy
And they need they told on Jerry or Ricki
Pull your in your iffy, I'm clean and I'm spiffy
If they lock me up I'll be back in a jiffy
All my niggaz that's me, all my bitches are picky
To ride around us on time, bitch you know it's tricky
a hit of the sticky, everybody get tipsy
When we that whiskey, all my niggaz get pissy
Don't fuck no sissy, all we bumpin' is missy
If you know where I am, motherfucker get me
I'm a man not a Mickey, all my niggaz love
that don't go away 'til you're well in your
All I'm wearin' is Dickies, don't try to me
we come to Atlanta we gon' 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 code, I'm in a white T with jewelry
Hand to my with my nine, sat lyin' back
In the club your baby mama in my lap
Lookin' fly I got a pocket full of stones
Pro fitted on, chronic cologne
Big watch, big rocks, glocks, dick guap
What you thought, motherfucker this is Lench Mob
Dub make the trigger knock, talk
I'll put additional air holes in your Bentley top
And shorty got 'em gettin' low, I rich
Swervin' on them MVP's, I call 'em Kobe's they 24's
Still spittin' out sunflowers, Dub and Don
Bustin' more gun powder than gun
Down South, y'all can Screw it, it's the West, too
the party jumpin' like do it fluid and never lose it

- 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

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

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