Get Use To It Songtext / Lyric

if you try to get wit me

pull a four on the fifty

f**k yo 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

well you're green and you're 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 wit me

all my bitches are picky

to ride around that's right on time

bitch you know it's tricky

take a hit of the sticky

everybody get tipsy

when we hittin that whisky

all my niggaz get pissy

don't f**k wit no sissy

all we bumpin' is missy

if you know where i am motherf**ker come get me

i'm a man out of mickey

all my niggaz love hickies

that don't go away til ya well in your sixties

all im wearin is dickies

dont try to evict me

when we come to atlanta we gon re-open nickies



Game i'm a gangsta rap teacher, nigga you better know it

it's the don gotti Jr. slash motherf**kin' poet

sit back and take notes while i spin like 100 spokes

my flow is razor sharp im comin' straight for ya throat

with that west coast gang bang

watch him when his chain hang

east coast down south

niggaz do the same thang

throw up ya dubs like wutang who bang

harder than that nigga barrellin' thru ya hood wit two chains

swangin' like he's nuts, cuz he don't give a f**k

i know nigga that ain't bangin' in no khaki's or some chucks

it's that westside, connected with that nigga who flow so wreckless

he spent a hundred thousand on his necklace, i bet this

motherf**kin' coast ain't got shit after me

ain't have shit before Cube except a Dub C

the mack circle is back with mad purple in fact

i'm bout to join the Lynch mob that's me squirtin' the mack