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, like Bobby did
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 today I'll be in a jiffy
All my niggaz that's with me, all my are picky
To ride around us right on time, you know it's tricky
Take a hit of the sticky, everybody get
When we that whiskey, all my niggaz get pissy
Don't fuck with no sissy, all we is missy
If you know where I am, motherfucker get me
I'm a man not a Mickey, all my niggaz hickies
that don't go away you're well in your sixties
All I'm is Dickies, don't try to evict me
When we to Atlanta we gon' re-open Nikki's

- 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

[W.C.]
Barracuda with it, call
Fuck the dress code, I'm in a white T jewelry
Hand to my side with my nine, sat back
In the with your baby mama in my lap
Lookin' fly like I got a full of stones
Pro on, wearin' chronic cologne
Big watch, big rocks, grip glocks, guap
What you thought, motherfucker this is Lench Mob
Dub make the knock, talk shit
I'll put additional air condition holes in Bentley top
And shorty got 'em low, I rich rolls
Swervin' on them MVP's, I 'em Kobe's cause they 24's
Still out sunflowers, Dub and Don Dadda
Bustin' more gun powder gun towers
Down South, y'all can it, it's the West, too truest
Keep the party jumpin' like do it fluid and 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

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

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