Luyện nghe bài hát Get Use To This

Dip dip dipset
Dip dip bitch
Dip dip bitch
do it man
I'm in the

Yo, I the starters and fathered the fathers who fathered
I the slaughters and slaughter the slaughters who slaughtered
I than spark it, and Pa you'll be part of this target
From to artist J.R. is that hardest regardless
Put your in his hands, there'll be changin' of plans
A man did, I did it standin' in rain wit a gram
Now I slither in glitter, Jacob throw glaze on my
Shit, D-12 don't even know the name of my

Man I'm just fly, two for five, bake the bait
Eight for eight, to eight, wait I'm great, haters hate
Cubs come to chase, I've dealt with major cake
Ever since Jake the Snake, all I rocked was Bathin'
Ooh hun, those them old Air Ones
Sneaks crispy, 350, you ain't never none
I'm a pimp girl, get it through ear drums
No I'm not you where you can get a pair from

I'm sicker than sicker, you than sicker now ain't chu
A Picturin' picture, picture this picture I paint you
I'm swift the fifth, when I grip it, it spit at an angle
be stiffer than stiff, prick, up sittin' with angels
I'm doin' me jewelery, blue it be
Pimp's ya pa, it's J.R. hittin' hard, you'll see
Act a fool we'll take you back to school like
So give me my respect, I'm the true indeed

the Dips, please, we movin' bitch, move
We the truth, we the get used to this, yup
Our movements sick, movements shit
That's a have a nap and get used to this, yeah

Excuse the Dips, please, we movin' bitch,
We the truth, we the get used to this, yup
Our sick, your movements shit
a fact have a nap and get used to this, yeah

Yo, I'm ice chain, range, nice rings, splice Caine
Cop the pound, it down, rock ya town, pipe game
I can do a change
What I pack is I don't mean pass the Bronx
When I say ya white plain, J is built, to let the eighty tilt
Gun brawl, one call, get you haters killed
Snap, pop, sprayed and peeled, so friend just
Look here, I'm in fa mills and I talkin' baby milk

When I spray with the mag, you play in it glad
That means lay in a bag, like some that I had
Hoes I scrap up and rag
Shit I talkin' periods when I say pussy stay in my path
I amaze 'em like dag, you ain't a please
That ain't no killa weed, twigs are filled wit' seeds
I hit the Philippines the river seas
O.C. for weeks where I don't the breeze

So I got heifers, whores, with excellent jaw
Like the vet for sure, who me to sex them raw
But I X'd all, get some head in the bed
Then walk the chickenhead right towards the exit
face it my nig', you can't stay with the kid
I got paper, gators, flavors ya dig
They hate how I live, 'cuz the only time they see me
Under the wing is when I'm in the basement of my

Excuse the Dips, please, we bitch, move
We the truth, we the proof get to this, yup
Our movements sick, movements shit
a fact have a nap and get used to this, yeah

Excuse the Dips, please, we bitch, move
We the truth, we the proof get to this, yup
Our sick, your movements shit
That's a fact have a nap and get used to this,