Luyện nghe bài hát Sickness

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

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

Damn! It's a to see the world twist around us
But Tha Alkaholik clique A.K.A. The 40
Gets twisty, twisty, yak and
Black Rob is "Whoa!", Tha Liks is like "Whoo!"

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

I got drunk and got down with Tha
But I put it down 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 like a but there is no cure
And when you hear my voice don't it so pure?
Tha Alka-holiks know, come fo' sho'
So whether we together kickin' down the

From Lake Buteras to generic rappers get embarrassed
We inherit B-boy Sermons just Erick's
Liks been flowin' longer than your grandparent's
Eatin' buzzed brownies more than Bugs eat

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

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

'Cause Tash rap melodical, periodical
Niggaz think hot but I'm seein' they ain't got it though
I'm L.A., you from Idaho, no skills you gotta go
Fo' albums deep, so motherfuckers gotta know

We birds of a feather so we together
Tha Liks and 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 all I need is a fix
Now bust a nut, I rhymes on different days
And wonder how I stay so blazed

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

my gutter language, but fuck bein' famous
Ro bust for nameless don of rhymin' chainless
Olde English drive Chevys with paint chips
I herb, so they say my words is tainted

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

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

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

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

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

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

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