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Get Use To It

Text písně Get Use To It

(feat. The Game, W.C.) 


[Ice Cube] 
If you try to get with me, pull a four and a fifty 
Fuck your monkey ass up, like Bobby did Whitney 
Trigger fingers get itchy, when niggaz get bitchy 
And they need they story told on Jerry or Ricki 
Pull your green in your iffy, I'm clean and I'm spiffy 
If they lock me up today I'll be back in a jiffy 
All my niggaz that's with me, all my bitches are picky 
To ride around us right on time, bitch you know it's tricky 
Take a hit of the sticky, everybody get tipsy 
When we hittin' that whiskey, all my niggaz get pissy 
Don't fuck with no sissy, all we bumpin' is missy 
If you know where I am, motherfucker come get me 
I'm a man not a Mickey, all my niggaz love hickies 
that don't go away 'til you're well in your sixties 
All I'm wearin' is Dickies, don't try to evict me 
When we come to Atlanta we gon' re-open Nikki's 


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


[W.C.] 
Barracuda with it, call security 
Fuck the dress code, I'm in a white T with jewelry 
Hand to my side with my nine, sat lyin' back 
In the club with your baby mama in my lap 
Lookin' fly like I got a pocket full of stones 
Pro fitted on, wearin' chronic cologne 
Big watch, big rocks, grip glocks, dick guap 
What you niggaz thought, motherfucker this is Lench Mob 
Dub make the trigger knock, talk shit 
I'll put additional air condition holes in your Bentley top 
And shorty got 'em gettin' low, I rich rolls 
Swervin' on them MVP's, I call 'em Kobe's cause they 24's 
Still spittin' out sunflowers, Dub and Don Dadda 
Bustin' more gun powder than gun towers 
Down South, y'all can Screw it, it's the West, too truest 
Keep the party jumpin' like do it fluid and never lose it 


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


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


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

					

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