Luyện nghe bài hát Sick Wid It Ii

[Turf + (E-40)]
Damn nigga, ay where Mikey at
Ay, ay Droop-E, Droop-E! You old enough to drink
Whassup (Whassup tycoon, what's goin on?)
It's young nephew Turkey mayne
(What is it What's goin on family?)
There's a lot of shit that need to be big cousin
(Talk to me, I'll back)
First of all I'ma start by just sayin we can't be with
And you it!!! (Ooooh)
Got all the whole in this motherfucker (the whole soil)
Wid It nigga (now) been runnin this shit

out pimp!
Oyster Perpetual, cushion cut
I'm busy I ain't had time to eat a fortune cookie
Since I with BME every promoter
and every agency in the industry been tryin to me
40, what that do?
Sometimes me, you
Man you a nigga, man you a boss
If I had yo' hand I woulda been cut mine off
A cult following, hustlers they me
Kill a tree and put a in the hospital over me
If you see me up in the mountains a lion, I ain't lyin
Nigga don't help me, my nigga the mountain lion!
Uhh, chalupas {?} thousand stacks
Turn a couple of ki's into a hundred racks
The main drag, the soil, the
The gravel, the D-spot, we open like

Talk]
Yea mayne! motherfuckers know!
this is big 40-Water motherfucker!
The of the Bay nigga!
Nigga we stay eatin here motherfucker!
You niggaz need to step your weight up nigga
Sick Wid It, BME

out pimp!
Hit me on my chirp, I got work
Fuck else, I got myself on my shirt
hurry up and come and get 'em we got the lowest rates
I'm tellin you pimpin cause they goin hotcakes
Cops come and spoil it we flushin it the toilet
Throw it in the battery acid and destroy it
Pay attention and learn, while I teach you how to grit and
Fifteen five? All the (cool)
square-ass rappers, they get a few bucks
Then they, lose contact get out of
With the, with the streets, we stick to the turf cleets
Off the leash, we we hungry we beasts
out, watch out, here come the jumpout
Hide your in your anus, and put the weed out
'Fore they beat us and choke us and our funds
And shoot us with them guns

[Turf
You niggaz'll get your motherfuckin head knocked off with us boy
Nigga we been doin shit nigga
Niggaz need to bow the fuck and pay homage nigga
been stealin our shit for years 40!
Niggaz brave to talk these motherfuckers, WATER!

The whole enchilada, the taco
I'm a capo!
Play with hundred drums
Me and my u-salaam(?)
A nigga, watch every penny that I spend
Go to any hood in the world and fit in
A young nigga, an old soul
A nigga, put the President on hold
Ride Vogues, 26 inch
Got the of the laws smokin like broke stogs
You can find me in the mall, buyin up all the
Or in or Club 112, throwin them 'bows
Left and arms froze, cold like the ice from the cooler
Just left the jeweler, rose gold, Mueller
I big, growin weed in my garage
roll up, I got a cannabis card

[Turf
Wait wait! Money.. power and respect motherfucker
40 told you mayne! We hongry nigga!
We eat soup with a fork around this mayne!
Knahmean? your motherfuckin weight up nigga
You niggaz pockets is touchin
You starvin!