Luyện nghe bài hát Get Use to It

[Ice
If you try to get with me, pull a and a fifty
your monkey ass up, like Bobby did Whitney
Trigger fingers get itchy, when get bitchy
And they they story told on Jerry or Ricki
Pull your green in your iffy, I'm clean and I'm
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 right on time, you know it's tricky
Take a hit of the sticky, get tipsy
When we hittin' that whiskey, all my get pissy
Don't fuck with no sissy, all we bumpin' is
If you know I am, motherfucker come get me
I'm a man not a Mickey, all my niggaz hickies
that don't go away 'til you're well in sixties
All I'm wearin' is Dickies, try to evict me
When we come to we gon' re-open Nikki's

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

[W.C.]
Barracuda it, call security
Fuck the code, I'm in a white T with jewelry
Hand to my side my nine, sat lyin' back
In the club with baby mama in my lap
fly like I got a pocket full of stones
Pro fitted on, wearin' cologne
Big watch, big rocks, glocks, dick guap
What you niggaz thought, this is Lench Mob
Dub make the trigger knock, shit
I'll put additional air condition in your Bentley top
And got 'em gettin' low, I rich rolls
Swervin' on them MVP's, I 'em Kobe's cause they 24's
spittin' out sunflowers, Dub and Don Dadda
Bustin' more gun powder than gun
Down South, y'all can Screw it, it's the West, too
Keep the 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 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
the Don Dadda Jr. slash motherfuckin' poet
Sit back and notes while I spin like hundred spokes
My flow is razor sharp, I'm comin' straight for throat
With that Coast, gangbang, watch him when his chain hang
East Coast, South, niggaz do the same thang
Throw up your dubs like Wu-Tang, who
harder than that nigga bailin' through your hood with two
Swangin' like his nuts, he don't give a fuck
no nigga that ain't bangin' in no khakis or some Chuck's
It's that Westside, Connect'd with
nigga who so wreckless
He spent a hundred thousand on his necklace, I'll bet
motherfuckin' Coast got shit after me
Ain't have shit before except a W.C.
The Circle is back, with mad purple in fact
I'm to join the Lench Mob, that's me
the mac, motherfuckers

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