Luyện nghe bài hát SICKO MODE (Skrillex Remix)

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

Made this here all the ice on in the booth
At the outside, when they pull up, they get me loose
Yeah, Jump Out boys, Nike boys, hop in our coupes
This way too big,
when we pull up give me the (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 make no
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 fruits
And they joking, man, the crackers wish it was a noose

said
To win the retreat, we all in too
Playing for keeps, 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 I don't follow suit
Stacy Dash, most of girls ain't got a clue
All of hoes I made off records I produced
I take all my exes and put 'em all in a group
Hit my eses, I need the
to turn this function to Bonnaroo
Told her "hop in, you too"
In the 305,
bitches treat me 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 the pool
Now I got her open, it's just the
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 us for weak

(Yeah)

Yeah,
Tay Keith, fuck these up
Ay, ay

She's in with who I am
in high school, I used to bust it to the dance (yeah)
Now I hit that epi O with in my hand
I did half a Xan, hours til I land
Had me out a light ehh
Like a ehh, like 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 crept the block (down the block)
Made a (yeah), cut the lights (yeah)
Pay the (yeah)

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

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

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

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