Luyện nghe bài hát SICKO MODE

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

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

said
To win the retreat, we all in too
Playing for keeps, don't play us for (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, these of girls ain't got a clue
All of these I made off records I produced
I might all my exes and put 'em all in a group
Hit my eses, I the booch
to turn this function to Bonnaroo
Told her "hop in, you too"
In the 305,
treat me like I'm Uncle Luke (don't stop, pop that pussy)
Had to slop the top off, just a roof
She "where we going?"
I said "the moon", we ain't even make it to the
She thought it was the ocean, it's just the
Now I got her open, it's just the
Who put shit together, I'm the glue
(Someone said)
Shorty me out the blue

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

(Yeah)

Yeah,
Tay Keith, these niggas up
Ay, ay

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

Slept the flight eh
Not for the eh
seven, man
This shit got 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)

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

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

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

in the back,
she said she working on her glutes, (oh my God)
Ain't by the (yeah), this how it look (yeah)
a check, just check the foot
Passes to my daughter, show her what it took (yeah)
Baby mama cover Forbes, got these bitches shook, yeah