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 power, like B E T shows
I'm usually up in the G T slow
my ring finger with the E T glow
I'm that nucca, act rucka certified nucca
Semi-auto, gat
Take that fucka, lay sucka

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

Hey now get money, keep them rims spichey
24 shoes on my hummer and they tight
Fabulous and Missy, right
If you a make my gun go
Blocka, blocka, blocka,

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

He's that new that include
sure silencers on the gat is screwed
With an it don't even matter
And a you, pay me attitude
I'm that young boy, that boy
That'll have em saying you get that from boy
I'm still leaving niggas at one
So run when you hear gun noise blat

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

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

call me William H period Bonnie
I ride in the seven series with
I make another one of America's
And I'm serious mommy
I'm the one, like the Jet Li
The jet ski's sick
The motors on the jet quick
The clips in the sets be

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

Hey now get that money, keep them rims
24 shoes on my hummer and they fittin'
Fabulous and Missy, sickalicious
If you a hater my gun go
a, block a, block a, block a