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 started the starters, and fathered the fathers who
I slaughtered the slaughters, and slaughtered the who slaughtered
I target then and Pa you'll be part of this target
artist to artist, J.R. is the hardest regardless
Put faith in his hands, they'll be changing of plans
Admit, I did it from 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, bake the
Eight for eight, eight to eight, I'm great, haters hate
Cars come to paperchase, I've dealt major cake
Ever since Jake the Snake, all I rock was Babe and
Ouhh yea hun, them old Air 1's
Sneaks crispy, $350, you aint never wear
I'm a girl, get it through your eardrums
No I'm not telling you where you can get a pair
I'm the sicker, you sicker the sicker then aint you
A picture in picture, just this picture I paint you
I'm the 5th when I grip it, it spit at an angle
You'll be stiffer than stiff, prick up sitting angels
I'm just doing me, jewelry, in beads
Pinch it Pa, it's J.R., hitting hard, soon see
Act a fool, take you back to school like truancy
So me my respect, I'm the best, true indeed

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the Dip (Please)
We moving (Move)
We the truth, we the proof, get use to (Yup)
Our movement sick (Yea), 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, cain
Cop the pound, chop it down, in towns, pipe game
I can do a change (why?), but our pack is crunk
I dont mean pass the Bronx, when I sell you
Look J is built, to let the .80
Gun brawl, One call, get you haters killed
Snap, pop, sprayed and pilt, so friends chill
Look here, I'm end for mills, and I aint baby milk
When I spray with the mag, you will in the glad
That mean lay in the bag, like some haze I had
Ho's I strip up in rags, shit
I aint talking when I say pussy stay in my pad
I amaze 'em like "Dag", you a killer please
That aint no killer weed, them are filled with seeds
I hit the philippines, cross river seas
Whole sea for a week, where I dont feel a
So I got Hefner's whores, with excellent jaw
Like the vet for sure, who me to sex 'em raw
But I asked them more, give head in the bed
Then whoop the chickenhead right towards the exit
Just face it my nig, you cant with the kid
I got paper, gators, flavors you dig
They 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!!!)