Luyện nghe bài hát Season Of Da Sicc

Hit the dank and took my off lock, and off
To the 21st blocc, I'm rollin in a top
Three for that black criminal mac mac nigga
pap! pap! me hittin a couple of rounds
And while I test him, hey fuck a & Wesson
I got my, nine at my and I got my dime bag
Of weed, a 40 oz. of OE and I'm creepin
Up on some niggas in a mob and a claimin OG,
Pap! hit him in that dome and it was that nigga's
Put him on the ground wit a brain, o' dem nine slugs
So wrap that up, put him in a hearse
And I'm hittin 50, right that curb, tight,
Rollin up in a 64, 4 doors to the next light (YOU KNOW)
An I hit that of 24 street, some nigga mean mugging
Lynch, and I pop in a and I'm not finna get got,
shoot before I'm shot for the fact I'm B-U-Double D-E-D
I'm up in my glove box, for the welfare weed
That's fillin a nigga's siccness so I miss bodies
In an, oldsmobile, up on the and while I'm skirtin
Pass the view wit an empty 9 and some (riiight)
I just adjust to the fact niggas aint got no hope
I'm fillin em up with 16s, and em know

It's either that die, or sickness, and it's the nigga that nigga that
One you come see, with that 9 millimeter watch them 9 millimeter meat
come, Wikkihtah come, Wikkihtah come, Wikkihtah E-drop, styling,
If I don't get you with me nina me, you, scream,
And two pop nigga that mine in the for the deuce
Without them gun shells, firing, fidda them know me when me high
Off them doughshot weed, me take-a me nine millimeter nine,
And me blast him, enemy for the die, 'cause of dat siccness dem
And ten and a them say

Load up that I'm finna finna go boom!
Them no dubbin up that cut them in half with some of them
Ripgut, quality, for the fundamental
Got black enemy runnin in and when them,
kick in a million, baby dying, boom!

Hit em with my G like day, nigga,
From the creek to the Blocc,
I was creepin from the dead red till all the drama stop,
And 50 150 is all that shouldn't even be on a list
'cause since for the fuckin with I've been crazy 6 charging in '66 and um,
Niggas cant see my folk when I dump them .44 slugs all down they
It one time, all night, to peel your tonsols
the phone post, you know,
All up in the cut with the deuce deuce four love I got
But you know that nigga from the so peep at what this trigger got
follow me sin, come quick 'cause I'm bustin all up on your, blocc
Shakin up yo nuts like dice deuce four in the don't twice
Them gon all go say "oh" about 44 times so,
Much later than you go, off dead, but nigga instead
That I let your mama know, she might wanna follow this shit
'cause a wont last much longer, with wraps in the cut
Chewin all on your nuts like my nigga Dahlmer,
Cant load that that sickness gets me harder than a corpse
Till I reach for the that nigga start jackin off until it hurts
my shit so thick this nigga run loccs up on you almost daily
For the digs then I'm off dick grow soft with lynch I'm up babies
We gonna stay sicc, for the crazy run em up shit kicks in
It's the nigga named 6 with the locc to the brain fix
Eatin up dead skin