Get Use to It

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