Luyện nghe bài hát Sickness

You Are you ready?
Aiyyo, we need some beer to the stage
(Quick, quick, quick)
Alkaholiks on the set, ready? Uhh

Aiyyo, it's six drinks to try, choose one
So you can catch a while Likwid show you how it's done
Bouncin' off the walls is just my niggaz fun
With all these weak niggaz, why the fuck'd we Pun?

Damn! It's a trip to see the twist around us
But Tha clique A.K.A. The 40 Downers
twisty, twisty, yak and brews
Black Rob flows is "Whoa!", Tha is like "Whoo!"

Is there a doctor in the 'cause somebody gonna need him?
Tash fight for his right to party, I need my
So I can drink in without the cops eyein' me
F.B.I. spyin' me everybody buyin' me

I got drunk and got down Tha Liks
But before I put it all I need is a fix
Now bust a nut, I rhymes on different days
And everybody wonder how I so blazed

I'm like a sickness, I'm a sickness but there is no cure
And when you my voice don't it sound so pure?
Tha Alka-holiks know, come bust fo'
So whether we together kickin' down the

Lake Buteras to Paris generic rappers get embarrassed
We inherit B-boy Sermons just like
Liks been flowin' longer than your marriage
Eatin' buzzed brownies more than eat carrots

Kick back in the 'Llac like a and a carriage
Spittin' "The Facts of Life" more than Tudy and Ms.
When I'm runnin' my errands, Dayton rims feel Ferris
Get socked in your larynx, if yo' ass get

Aiyyo, who stole the soul? I did 'cause I was
Send a random note to Loud, I want a million for my next
I know you got the money, Steve, just reach into grab bag
Then step back and watch me drop "Bombs On Baghdad"

'Cause rap melodical, drunk periodical
Niggaz think they hot but I'm seein' they got it though
I'm from L.A., you Idaho, no skills you gotta go
Fo' albums deep, so y'all motherfuckers know

We birds of a feather so we together
Tha and Rocwilder gonna choke whoever
Ain't in motherfucker comin' raw dog style
my drink, Mr. Tan, while I jump in the crowd

I got drunk and got down with Tha
But before I put it down all I is a fix
Now bust a nut, I rhymes aways on days
And everybody wonder how I so blazed

I'm a sickness, I'm like a sickness but there is no cure
And when you hear my voice don't it so pure
Tha Alka-holiks know, come fo' sho'
So we together kickin' down the doors

Excuse my gutter language, but bein' famous
Ro bust for don of rhymin' China chainless
Olde English ancient Chevys with paint chips
I breathe herb, so they say my is tainted

Let's take it back to "Colors", get your face painted fat caps
I got more rhymes in my mind than you can fit in backpacks
Go 'head, eat 'em up snack packs
I stay like crack shacks

I like my hoes the lickable toes
And the silver dollar nipples that be out the clothes
Now I you want flows like MackinRo's
you be standin' on the stage at all our motherfuckin' shows

James Robinson, my name is dominant
Lyrics astonishin' from the Likwid
My crew in it, I'm in it, so we remain
Rap game I'm bombin' it, it's too much Tom in it

I got drunk and got with Tha Liks
But before I put it all I need is a fix
Now a nut, I rhymes aways on different days
And everybody wonder how I stay so

I'm like a sickness, I'm like a but there is no cure
And you hear my voice don't it sound so pure
Tha Alka-holiks know, come bust fo'
So whether we kickin' down the doors

I got drunk and got down with Tha
But before I put it down all I is a fix
Now bust a nut, I rhymes on different days
And everybody wonder how I so blazed

I'm like a sickness, I'm like a sickness but is no cure
And when you hear my voice it sound so pure
Tha Alka-holiks know, come fo' sho'
So whether we together down the doors