Luyện nghe bài hát Season Of Da Sicc

Hit the dank and took my off lock, and off
To the 21st blocc, I'm in a drop top
for zero that black criminal mac mac nigga
That pap! pap! me 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, full o' dem slugs
So wrap that up, put him in a hearse
And I'm 50, right around that curb, tight,
Rollin up in a 64, 4 doors sideways to the next (YOU KNOW)
An I hit corner of 24 street, some nigga mean mugging
Lynch, and I pop in a and I'm not finna get got,
I'ma shoot before I'm shot for the I'm B-U-Double D-E-D
I'm reaching up in my glove box, for the welfare
fillin a nigga's siccness so I miss dead bodies
In an, oldsmobile, up on the and while I'm skirtin
the view wit an empty 9 and some bourbon (riiight)
I adjust to the fact that 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, that 9 millimeter meter watch them 9 millimeter meat
Wikkihdie come, come, Wikkihtah come, Wikkihtah E-drop, styling,
If I don't get you with me then me, you, scream,
And two pop nigga that in the deuce for the deuce
them gun shells, firing, fidda them don't 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 baumy and a say

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

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