Luyện nghe bài hát I'm Sicka

I'm sick of these lying ass niggas, crying ass
you the plug, ain't nobody buying nigga
I'm of these fake ass niggas, hating ass niggas
you a goon, you a shaky ass nigga
Pussy ass nigga, lying ass nigga
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

I'm sick of these so called
Claiming chasing commas
Showing all yo on vine
But you still shacking up with yo
Run yo mouth when you up with yo
Pussy nigga never been the
I hit you with the semi,
You gon' think that he was coming through the twitter how they screaming who ya
loot
Car of goons, serving bullet wounds
My young shoot
Rob yo main for them Jimmy Choos
Who ya fool
Chill with the act, my be you
Strapped on yo Instagram but that don't mean shit,
What's a gun if it ain't been
Lurking in streets, in these traps
better be strapped
Niggas out here plotting on ya, be prepared to back
Whoop a nigga, gotta murk em payback closed curtains
Ya ain't bout that life, my nigga hollow points will have you soul

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

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