Luyện nghe bài hát Spies

Sick and tired, the way walk
Sick and tired, the way they
Sick and tired, the they say
and tired, where's my J?
Sick and tired, same old
Sick and tired, my bong?
and tired, anarchy!

Spies, they're all me
Spies, in county
Spies, my head's their
in the air..

Neighborhood is after us
The neighborhood watch don't Richter's bus
The neighborhood watch is what say
But when I see them towards me, I light another...

X is the title they use
When I'm down MacKenzie Avenue
Everybody I see, lookin' at me like a vandal
cause I'm wheelin' in some Dickies and some sandals
Man, I know what you when you talk about the neighborhood
The old folks always sayin' we ain't no good
Talkin to my pops my music
Sayin' we should keep it down and not it
Man, I don't those old ass bastards
I sit on the curb and with my herb and get plastered
They work on they lawns, they so bored
I think their ass should in the county morgue
They're postin' up signs, man I think they should
Talkin' if I call the cops then my neighbor will
Because from city to city all the same
The watch is a big ass gang

Sick and tired, the way walk
and tired, the way they talk
Sick and tired, the things say
Sick and tired, my J?
and tired, same old song
Sick and tired, my bong?
and tired, anarchy!

Spies, they're all me
Spies, in every
Spies, my their bounty
in the air...

The watch is after us
The neighborhood watch don't Richter's bus
The neighborhood is what they say,
But when I think they're walkin' me, I light another...

Every night when the street come on
We usually gather round, take rips the bong
This John Wayne Country, block
A bunch of overweight that wanna be cops
and clean, the life of slave
Take Kottonmouth's advice and call Jenny
They started mind control, when we were in
Wanna see us livin' under the golden rule
out the windows, folks always look in
Minding my business when they be cooking
Bored is how their life be
Wait there's a real crime on our street
That's when, go off run and hide
Kottonmouth behind protectin' neighborhood pride
When the criminals are lying dead in the
Kottonmouth's all the stolen TVs
Yeah but that's all right, all good
Now you who's watchin' this neighborhood
Because from to city it's all the same
The neighborhood is a bitch ass gang

and tired, the way they walk
Sick and tired, the way they
and tired, the things they say
Sick and tired, my J?
Sick and tired, same old
and tired, where's my bong?
and tired, anarchy!

Spies, all around me
Spies, in every
Spies, my head's bounty
in the air...