Luyện nghe bài hát SICKO MODE (Skrillex Remix)

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

Made this here with all the ice on in the
At the gate outside, when they up, they get me loose
Yeah, Out boys, that's Nike boys, hop in our coupes
This 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 the news
all on lockdown, we make no moves
Now 4AM and I'm back up poppin' with the crew
I just landed in Chase B mixes pop like Jamba
Different chains, see my jeweler really selling fruits
And they joking, man, know the crackers wish it was a

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

This shit way too formal, ya'll know I follow suit
Stacy Dash, most these of girls ain't got a
All of these hoes I made off I produced
I might take all my and put 'em all in a group
Hit my eses, I the booch
Bout to turn this to Bonnaroo
her "hop in, you coming too"
In the 305,
bitches treat me I'm Uncle Luke (don't stop, pop that 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, just the Goose
Who put this together, I'm the glue
(Someone said)
FaceTime 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 with who I am
Back in high school, I to bust it to the dance (yeah)
Now I hit that epi O duffles in my hand
I did a Xan, thirteen hours til I land
Had me out like a ehh
Like a light ehh, a light ehh

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

Niggas think it's sweet, it's on sight (yeah), nice (yeah)
Baguettes in my ice, Christ (yeah)
Checks over (yeah),
that's what I like (yeah), that's what we (yeah)
Lost my respect, you not a
I shoot 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
blocks 'til I'm dizzy (yeah, what)
Like is he, no one seen him (yeah, what)
I'm tryna 'em (yeah)

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

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

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