Luyện nghe bài hát Sick Wid It Ii

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

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

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

out pimp!
Hit me on my chirp, I got work
Fuck e'rybody else, I got on my shirt
hurry up and come and get 'em we got the lowest rates
I'm tellin you cause they goin like hotcakes
come and spoil it we flushin it down the toilet
Throw it in the battery acid and destroy it
Pay and learn, while I teach you how to grit and grind
five? All the time (cool)
These rappers, they get a few bucks
Then they, contact get out of touch
With the, with the streets, we stick to the turf like
Off the leash, we thirsty we we beasts
out, watch out, here come the jumpout
Hide your dope in 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 head knocked off fuckin with us boy
Nigga we been doin this nigga
Niggaz need to bow the fuck and pay homage nigga
Niggaz been stealin our for years 40!
Niggaz to talk around these motherfuckers, WATER!

The whole enchilada, the whole
I'm a capo!
Play with round drums
Me and my u-salaam(?)
A stingy nigga, watch every that I spend
Go to any hood in the world and fit in
A young nigga, an old soul
A busy nigga, put the on hold
Vogues, 26 inch toes
Got the of the laws smokin like broke stogs
You can find me in the mall, buyin up all the
Or in A-T-L or Club 112, throwin them
Left and right arms froze, cold like the ice from the
Just left the jeweler, rose gold, Mueller
I smoke big, weed in my garage
Police up, I got a cannabis card

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