Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Sicka

I'm sick of these ass niggas, crying ass niggas
Saying you the plug, ain't nobody nigga
I'm of these fake ass niggas, hating ass niggas
Claiming you a goon, you a ass nigga
Pussy ass nigga, lying ass nigga
You marry the ho, and you the nigga
I'm sick of broke ass niggas, joke ass niggas
Lemme hold something, up you po' nigga

I'm of these so called hustlas
they chasing commas
Showing all yo whips on
But you still shacking up yo momma
Run yo mouth when you up yo partners
Pussy nigga been the shotta
I hit you with the semi,
You gon' think he was coming through the twitter how they screaming who shot ya
loot
Car full of goons, serving bullet
My young nigga
Rob yo main for them Jimmy Choos
Who ya fool
Chill the act, my nigga be you
Strapped on yo Instagram peace but that don't shit,
What's a gun if it been used
Lurking in these streets, in traps
better be strapped
Niggas out plotting on ya, be prepared to duck back
a nigga, gotta murk em payback it's closed curtains
Ya ain't bout that life, my hollow points will have you soul searchin'

I'm sick of lying ass niggas, crying ass niggas
Saying you the plug, nobody buying nigga
I'm sick of these fake ass niggas, hating ass
you a goon, you a shaky ass nigga
Pussy buying ass nigga, lying ass
You marry the ho, and you the side
I'm of these broke ass niggas, joke ass niggas
hold something, shut up you po' nigga

All cash, ain't counterfeit
But of you niggas act counterfeit
Nigga you ain't never put in work, and quit lying ya ain't never pounds of it
Tired of the talking
Knowing that it's rented but you claiming you bought it
Tried to take mine, choppa get it straight like
I these niggas like direct deposits
You ain't know how it is out here
sweats and tears out here
You don't how it feels out here
Pussy you can get killed out here
My nigga that's how it
We so cut for the dope
Moving work in the hood, but ya never
Caught a nigga with the salt, thought that was blow
Niggas kept all the discussion, wanna talk
Hit em with the choppa, make em do
Hit em with the sack, and nah ain't no off
Everything it touches is coming off
APB, they've be for all mothafucking day
Homicide unit, said must be foul, mothafucking