Luyện nghe bài hát Get Use To This

"Get Use To This"

do it man
(I'm so bad!!!)
I'm in the

[J.R.
Yo, I the starters, and fathered the fathers who fathered
I slaughtered the slaughters, and slaughtered the slaughters who
I target then spark and Pa you'll be part of this
From artist to artist, J.R. is the regardless
Put your in his hands, they'll be changing of plans
Admit, I did it standing in rain with a gram
Now I sliver and glitter, Jacob throw on my hand
Shit! D12, dont even know the of my band
Man I'm just superfly, two for five, the bake
Eight for eight, eight to eight, wait I'm great, haters
Cars come to paperchase, I've with major cake
Ever since Jake the Snake, all I rock was Babe and
Ouhh yea hun, them old Air 1's
crispy, $350, you aint never wear none
I'm a pimp girl, get it through your
No I'm not telling you where you can get a from
I'm sicker the sicker, you the sicker then aint you
A picture in picture, just picture picture I paint you
I'm swift the 5th when I grip it, it spit at an
You'll be stiffer than stiff, up sitting with angels
I'm just me, jewelry, blue in beads
Pinch it Pa, it's J.R., hitting hard, soon see
Act a fool, we'll take you back to school like
So give me my respect, I'm the best, true

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the Dip (Please)
We moving (Move)
We the truth, we the proof, get use to (Yup)
Our movement (Yea), your movement shit (Yea)
That's the fact, have a nap and get use to (Yea)

[J.R.
Yo, I'm ice chained, bright rims, nice range, slice
Cop the pound, chop it down, rock in towns, game
I can do a price change (why?), but our is crunk
I dont pass the Bronx, when I sell you Whiteplain
J is built, to let the .80 tilt
Gun brawl, One call, that'll get you killed
Snap, pop, sprayed and pilt, so friends chill
Look here, I'm end for mills, and I aint talking baby
When I spray with the mag, you play in the glad
That lay in the bag, like some haze that I had
Ho's I strip up in rags, serious
I aint periods when I say pussy stay in my pad
I amaze 'em like "Dag", you a killer please
That no killer weed, them nick's are filled with seeds
I hit the philippines, then cross river
Whole sea for a week, where I dont feel a
So I got Hefner's whores, with some jaw
the vet for sure, who want me to sex 'em raw
But I them more, give some head in the bed
Then the chickenhead right towards the exit door
face it my nig, you cant stay with the kid
I got paper, gators, flavors you dig
just hate how I live, 'cause the only time
They see me under the wing is I'm in the basement of my crib

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(I'm so bad!!!)