Luyện nghe bài hát Sticky Icky Situation

(Anybody Killa)
My always said I wouldn't be nothing
So I met him in the parking lot said I'ma killer and I rushed him
I feel like a nut
Running through the tearing shit up
Straight jacking mothafuckas just to a blunt
Sometimes I feel that my head up
And it really
I voices telling me to do it (Do it)
How you act if you had to live through it?
Turning back on the gat, and I stole me an
Now I'm to the sound of a head getting whacked
Do I smoke to much I choke to much?
Are you mad cause I keep stealing your
Yo P (Yo what's up?)
Turn my up
Rudeboy got me stoned from the stuff
Weed with my head, man I'm to damn high
Yo Violent J, you want the (Show you right)
Man I can smell it in yo (What's that smell? Roll it up)
Sandwich bag filled up but you ain't got
smoke with your road dogs, don't be shy
Cause when a drought comes he might be yo supply
Me and J steady smoking
So at least a sack when you see us around
Like you ain't man we flipping the scripts
So unlock yo ziplock and let me us a spliff
(Blaze Ya Homie)
When I pass it to you bitch pass it
Bitches smoke for free, where the ass be at?
B-L-A-Z-E,
And we got Esham and J
Juggalos outside in the lot
Because know how we spark a lot
Got the Faygo Cola with the Vodka
And when we all get together we see mist
(Violent J)
I can smoke a stick of and not be dead
I like it cause it fuck with my
I stay weeded indeed, a killa it
I can eat it to feed it, proceed and it heated
Now who the fuck like my flow?
You ain't my words, I make the beard of a wiseman grow
Hydro, in a good way it fuck with my
And without it you fucks would be
I rhyme and head for the 17th time
We double rhymes, ABK and Violent J
If I loved anymore I'd have to be gay
In Californ-i-a, they pull socks to they knees
NIA, Ninjas In we be dees
I like G's, I'm a cereal
I bitch slap fans cause I be a dick like
I get wicked-wicky-wicky rhymes like that
I'm fat and fuzzy and I smell weed everywhere
My homies me Smokey the Bear
that pokey beware, don't come near here
Don't dare unless you see my axe buddy parting your hair
I'm a Southwest gangbang boy
Zug Island, Del Ray, I to toy
My boy Nate's the boy, my whole busts shots
you out like quamay's pokadots
I'm to smoke a litte something for my dawgs who smoke
They ? and stress because they all to broke
I'm like bew-bew-bew-bew-bew with the Killa
Blowing Tubleweed, we bitch booty feelas
Ghetto flipping nubs at thugs
We drown in Faygo tubs and eating dead bugs
I'm to say anything that rhymes
So I can fuck with head like the ? do mine
(Blaze Ya Homie)
Break it and roll it up, smoking blunts all night
As it to hit it to hard, the weeds that tight
Sticky icky situations,
mouth creeping, the gang got me faded
(Esham)
I'm in the water with the sharks
That's why I be a killa for no reason,
My flows like OZ's and crush pounds and trees and
I'm all
Veteran, no one does it better they (We)
E and J, ABK
And my man and them (What's up?)
And I always blow ? with
playas to advanced for them
We buying out the bar we don't dance with
So if you ever get a to glance at them
Baby boy say holla back, him

Yes that's the hell we are
See, me and Blaze, wicked
Full body armor, 5000 and about 2k's
I can on water, spit fire and ice
Chinese secrets making from rice
Still shoot dice up the wall
So nice, still the po-lice
Think twice like the 3 blind
But don't give me no
I shine crystals in the jewelry heist
And pimp hoes like Heidi Fleiss