Luyện nghe bài hát SICKO MODE (Skrillex Remix)

Sun is down, cold
That's how we already winter's here
My dawg would probably 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 yeah in sicko mode

Made this 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 Nike boys, hop in our
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 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 selling fruits
And joking, man, know the crackers wish 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
for keeps, don't play us for weak

This shit way too formal, ya'll I don't follow suit
Stacy Dash, most these of ain't got a clue
All of these I made off records I produced
I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a
Hit my eses, I the booch
Bout to turn function to Bonnaroo
Told her "hop in, you too"
In the 305,
bitches treat me like I'm Uncle Luke (don't stop, pop pussy)
Had to the top off, it's just 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 just the
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 play us for

(Yeah)

Yeah,
Tay Keith, these niggas up
Ay, ay

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

Slept the flight eh
Not for the eh
seven, man
This shit got bedroom, man
I still got to settle, man
I down the block (down the block)
Made a right (yeah), cut the (yeah)
Pay the (yeah)

Niggas think it's sweet, on sight (yeah), nothing nice (yeah)
Baguettes in my ice, Christ (yeah)
Checks over (yeah),
that's I like (yeah), that's what we like (yeah)
my respect, you not a threat
When I shoot my shot, shit wetty like I'm Sheck (bitch!)
See the shots that I took, wet like I'm
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 clean '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 a light
Like a light, like a light, like a
Like a light, like a light, like a

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

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