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 who fathered
I slaughtered the slaughters, and the slaughters who slaughtered
I target then spark and Pa you'll be part of this
From artist to artist, J.R. is the hardest
Put your faith in his hands, they'll be changing of
Admit, I did it from in rain with a gram
Now I sliver and glitter, Jacob throw glaze on my
Shit! D12, dont even know the name of my
Man I'm just superfly, two for five, bake the
Eight for eight, to eight, wait I'm great, haters hate
Cars come to paperchase, I've with major cake
Ever since the Snake, all I rock was Babe and Ape's
Ouhh yea hun, does old Air 1's
Sneaks crispy, $350, you 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 sicker the then aint you
A picture in picture, just picture this picture I you
I'm swift the 5th when I grip it, it at an angle
You'll be than stiff, prick up sitting with angels
I'm just doing me, jewelry, blue in
Pinch it Pa, J.R., hitting hard, soon you'll see
Act a fool, we'll you back to school like truancy
So give me my respect, I'm the best, true

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the Dip (Please)
We bitch (Move)
We the truth, we the proof, get use to (Yup)
Our sick (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, in towns, pipe game
I can do a price change (why?), but our pack is
I dont mean pass the Bronx, I sell you Whiteplain
J is built, to let the .80 tilt
Gun brawl, One call, get you haters killed
Snap, pop, sprayed and pilt, so friends just
Look here, I'm end for mills, and I talking baby milk
When I spray the mag, you will play in the glad
mean lay in the bag, like some haze that I had
Ho's I up in rags, serious shit
I aint talking periods when I say stay in my pad
I 'em like "Dag", you aint a killer please
aint 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 a breeze
So I got whores, with some excellent jaw
Like the vet for sure, who me to sex 'em raw
But I them more, give some head in the bed
Then whoop the chickenhead right towards the door
face it my nig, you cant stay with the kid
I got paper, gators, flavors you dig
They just hate how I live, 'cause the time
They see me the wing is when I'm in the basement of my crib

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(I'm so bad!!!)