Luyện nghe bài hát Spies

Sick and tired, the way walk
Sick and tired, the way they
Sick and tired, the they 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 county
Spies, my their bounty
in the air..

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

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

Sick and tired, the way they
and tired, the way they talk
Sick and tired, the things say
and tired, Where's my J?
Sick and tired, old song
Sick and tired, my bong?
and tired, anarchy!

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

The watch is after us
The neighborhood watch like Richter's bus
The watch is what they say,
But when I think they're walkin' towards me, I another...

Every night when the street lights on
We usually gather round, rips from the bong
This Wayne Country, republican block
A bunch of overweight that wanna be cops
Cook and clean, the of slave
Take advice and call Jenny Craig
They started mind control, when we in school
Wanna see us livin' life under the golden
Peepin' out the windows, folks always in
Minding my business when should be cooking
Bored is how their life be
Wait till a real crime on our street
when, you'll go off run and hide
Leaving Kottonmouth protectin' neighborhood pride
When the criminals are dead in the streets
returning all the stolen TVs
Yeah but all right, it's all good
Now you know watchin' this neighborhood
Because from city to it's all the same
The neighborhood is a bitch ass gang

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

Spies, all around me
Spies, in every
Spies, my their bounty
in the air...