Get Use To This (feat. Juelz Santana & JR Writer)

Let's do it, man, I'm in the building

Yo

I started the starters

And fathered the fathers who fathered

I slaughtered the slaughters

And slaughtered the slaughters who slaughtered

I target then spark it

And Paul you'll be part of this target

From artist to artist

JR is the hardest regardless

Put your fate in his hands

They'll be changing the plans

Admit it I did from standing in the rain with a grin

Now I sliver in glitter

Jacob throw blaze on my hand

Shit D twelve don't even know the name of my band

Man, I'm just super fly

Two for five bake to bake eight for eight

Weight or great

Haters hate

'Cause come the paper chase

I've dealt with major gate

Ever since Jake the snake

All I rock was babes and eights

Ooh yeah, hon

Those the old air ones

Moves crispy three fifty

You ain't never win none

I'm a pimp girl

Get it through your ear drums

No I'm not telling you where you can get a pen from

I'm sick of sicker you sick of this sicker now ain't you

A picture an picture just picture this picture I paid you

I'm swift with the fifth when I grip it and spit at it

You'll be stiffer then stiff

Prick up sitting with angels

I'm just doing me

You'll be

Blue and bee

Picture par

H J R

Hitting hard

So you see

Act a fool

We'll take you back to school like truancy

So give me my respect

I'm the best true indead

Get use to this

We moving b****

We the true we the proof

Get use to this

Our movements sick

Your movements s****

That's a fact have a nap and

Get use to this

Excuse to this

We moving b****

We the truth we the proof

Get use to this

Our movements sick

Your movements s****

That's a fact have a nap and

Get use to this

I'm Ice chained

Bright rain nice rain spice king

Cop the pain I'll chop a damn rock your tails

Pipe game

I can do a pipe change

What I pack is crew

I don't need to pass the Bronx

When I say White Plane

Look J is built

Don't let the eighty tilt

Gun broad one caught

That'll get you haters killed

Snap pop sprayed and pill

So french is chill

Look here I aim for mills

I ain't talking baby mills

When I spray with the mag

You were playing it glad

Got me laying a bag

Like some haters that I had

Hoes I scrape up in rags

Serious

Shit I ain't talking periods when I say pussies stay in my pad

Amaze em like dang

You ain't a killer please

That ain't no killer weed

That mix is filled with seeds

I hit the philliines

Across the river seas

Old C for a week where I don't feel a breeze

So I got Hefner's whores with some excellent chore

Like the vet for sure

Who want me to sex some more

But I asked them more

Get some head in the bed

Deal with the chicken head

Right towards the exit door

Just facing my nig

You can't stay with the kid

I got paper

Many flavors you dig

They just hate how I live

'Cause the only time they see me under the wing is when I'm in the basement of my crib

Get use to this

We moving b****

We the true we the proof

Get use to this

Our movements sick

Your movements s****

That's a fact have a nap and

Get use to this

Excuse the dips

We moving b****

We the true we the proof

Get use to this

Our movements sick

Your movements s****

That's a fact have a nap and

Get use to this