Luyện nghe bài hát Sickalicious

Uh, huh, oh
Yeah, uh uh
Uh uh yeah, uh uh

They me G H E T T O
Black star power, like B E T
I'm usually pullin' up in the G T
Flashing my finger with the E T glow
I'm that nucca, act rucka plat nucca
Semi-auto, gat
that fucka, lay flat sucka

I'm Negro, uh amigo
Get bay from Tampa to Montigo
They say I got the and the E glow
I'm in the range, no matter where he go
I'm homie, gat on me
I'm the kid, not that
that know me
Knows I'm here to get that money

Hey now get that money, keep rims spichey
24 shoes on my and they fittin' tight
Fabulous and Missy, right
If you a hater my gun go
Blocka, blocka, blocka,

call me F A B O L O
U S, you just lay slow nigga
Know this before this, trey pound
game, get dames to lay down low
I'm da poppy cholo, the say the tops on the drops is too low
I shop I drop when I'm coppin' new clothes
Bop in the hop but don't to use hoes

He's that new dude include
Makin' sure on the gat is screwed
With an it don't even matter
And a fuck you, pay me
I'm that boy, that slung boy
have em saying where you get that from boy
I'm still leaving at one choice
So run when you that gun noise blat

You say you rich, come and talk that shit to me
a, block a, block a, block a
Buy dvds and TVs but I like shoes on my jeep
Block a, block a, block a, a
24-inch wheels and a good gold in the front
Block a, a, block a, block a
Gotta closet made for big
Gotta do more then treat me to

Hey now get that money, them rims spichey
24 shoes on my hummer and they tight
and Missy, sickalicious right
If you a make my gun go
Block a, block a, a, block a

They me William H period Bonnie
I ride in the seven series with
I another one of America's homies
And I'm dead serious
I'm the one, the Jet Li flick
The private jet ski's
The on the jet ski's quick
The in the sets be thick

And I done slipped more in then Gretzky's stick
I'm the one like Penny Hardaway's
That's why dudes say it's hard to keep my away from ya
Once bitch, get the God two way number
be hard to get a Happy Father's Day from ya
I'm the one like the piece that's on chain
You can't reach me, I'm out of celly range
Bitch I'll even put up in your belly chain
And just to the traffic hop in a helly main

Hey now get that money, keep them spichey
24 shoes on my hummer and fittin' tight
Fabulous and Missy, right
If you a hater my gun go
Block a, block a, a, block a