Luyện nghe bài hát Spies

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

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

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

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

Sick and tired, the way they
Sick and tired, the way talk
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, all around 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' me, I light another...

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

and tired, the way they walk
Sick and tired, the way they
Sick and tired, the things say
Sick and tired, 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 bounty
in the air...