Luyện nghe bài hát SICKO MODE (Skrillex Remix)

Sun is down, cold
That's how we already know here
My dawg probably doing it for a Louis belt
That's just all he know he know nothing else
I tried to him, yeah
I to show him, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah,
Goin' on you with the pick and
Young LaFlame yeah he's in sicko

Made here with all the ice on in the booth
At the gate outside, when pull up, they get me loose
Yeah, Jump Out boys, that's 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 the news
Two-four all on lockdown, we no moves
Now it's 4AM and I'm back up poppin' the crew
I just landed in Chase B pop like Jamba juice
Different colored chains, see my really selling fruits
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, don't play us for

This shit way too formal, ya'll know I follow suit
Stacy Dash, most these of 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 need the
Bout to 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, it's a roof
She "where we going?"
I said "the moon", we ain't even make it to the
She it was the ocean, it's just the pool
Now I got her open, it's the Goose
Who put this shit together, I'm the
(Someone said)
Shorty FaceTime me out the

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

(Yeah)

Yeah,
Tay Keith, fuck these 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 epi O with duffles in my hand
I did half a Xan, thirteen til I land
Had me out a light ehh
Like a light ehh, 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 down the block (down the block)
Made a (yeah), cut the lights (yeah)
Pay the (yeah)

Niggas think it's sweet, it's on (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 shoot my shot, that shit wetty like I'm (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 is he, no one seen him (yeah, what)
I'm tryna 'em (yeah)

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

Yeah, pass the celly
He sending text sendin' kites, yeah
He said "keep on lock"
I said "you know this is tight", yeah
absolute (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 she working 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, I'ma show her what it (yeah)
Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other shook, yeah