Luyện nghe bài hát SICKO MODE

Sun is down, cold
how we already know winter's here
My dawg would probably it for a Louis belt
That's just all he he don't know nothing else
I tried to him, yeah
I tried to show him, yeah,
Yeah, yeah,
on you with the pick and roll
Young LaFlame he's in sicko mode

Made this with all the ice on in the booth
At the gate outside, they pull up, they get me loose
Yeah, Jump Out boys, Nike boys, hop in our coupes
shit way too big,
when we pull up me the loot (give me the loot!)
Was off the Remy, had to
Had to hit my old town to duck the
Two-four all on lockdown, we make no
Now it's 4AM and I'm back up poppin' with the
I just in Chase B mixes pop like Jamba juice
Different colored chains, see my jeweler really selling
And they joking, man, know the crackers it was a noose

Someone
To win the retreat, we all in too
Playing for keeps, don't us for weak (Someone said)
To win the retreat, we all in too
Playing for keeps, play us for weak

shit way too formal, ya'll know I don't follow suit
Stacy Dash, most these of girls ain't got a
All of these hoes I made off records I
I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a
Hit my eses, I the booch
Bout to turn function to Bonnaroo
her "hop in, you coming too"
In the 305,
bitches treat me like I'm Uncle Luke (don't stop, pop pussy)
Had to slop the top off, it's a roof
She "where we going?"
I "the moon", we ain't even make it to the room
She thought it was the ocean, it's the pool
Now I got her open, it's the Goose
Who put shit together, I'm the glue
(Someone said)
Shorty FaceTime me out the

(Someone said) player,
for keeps, (someone said, motherfucker)
(Someone said)
don't us for weak

(Yeah)

Yeah,
Tay Keith, these niggas up
Ay, ay

in love with who I am
Back in high school, I used to bust it to the (yeah)
Now I hit that epi O with duffles in my
I did half a Xan, thirteen til I land
Had me out like a ehh
Like a light ehh, like a ehh

Slept the flight eh
Not for the eh
seven, man
This got double bedroom, man
I got scores to settle, man
I crept down the (down the block)
Made a (yeah), cut the lights (yeah)
Pay the (yeah)

think it's sweet, it's on sight (yeah), nothing nice (yeah)
Baguettes in my ice, Jesus (yeah)
Checks stripes (yeah),
that's what I like (yeah), that's we like (yeah)
my respect, you not a threat
When I my shot, that shit wetty like I'm Sheck (bitch!)
See the that I took, wet like I'm Book
Wet like I'm Lizzy, I be spending
Circle blocks I'm dizzy (yeah, what)
Like where is he, no one him (yeah, what)
I'm tryna 'em (yeah)

She's in love who I am
in high school, I used to bust it to the dance
Now I hit epi-o with duffles in my hand (whoo!)
I did half a Xan, thirteen til I land
Had me out a light
Like a light, like a light, like a
Like a light, like a light, a light

Yeah, pass the dozen
He sending ain't sendin' kites, yeah
He said "keep on lock"
I "you know this shit is tight", yeah
It's (yeah), I'm back rebute (it's lit!)
to Jamba juice, yeah (skrr, skrr)
We back on the road, they off, no parachute, yeah

in the back,
she said she on her glutes, yeah (oh my God)
by the book (yeah), this how it look (yeah)
Bout a check, check the foot
Passes to my daughter, show her what it took (yeah)
Baby mama cover Forbes, got these bitches shook, yeah