Luyện nghe bài hát Sticky Icky Situation

[Verse 1: Anybody
My teacher said I wouldn't be nothin'
So I met him in the parking lot "I'ma killer" and then I rushed him
Sometimes I feel a nut
Runnin' through the neighborhood, tearin' up
Straight jackin' motherfuckers to smoke a blunt
Sometimes I that my head fucked up, and it really sucks
I hear voices me to do it (Do it)
How would you act if you had to live it?
Turnin' back on the gat, and I me an ounce
Now I'm to the sound of a head gettin' whacked
Do I smoke too much, I choke too much?
Are you mad cause I stealin' your roaches bro
Yo Mike P! (Yo what's up?) my headphones up
Rude Boy got me stoned from the stuff
Weed's fuckin' with my head, man I'm too damn
Yo Violent J, you the rest? (Show you right!)
Man I can smell it in yo (Roll it up)
Sandwich bag filled up you ain't got enough
smoke with your road dogs, don't be shy
Cause when a drought comes, he might be yo main
Me and J smokin' pounds
So at least a sack when you see us around (Biatch!)
Like you ain't heard, man we flippin' the
So unlock yo and let me grab us a spliff

[Verse 2: Blaze Ya Dead
When I pass it to you, pass it back
Bitches smoke for free, where the ass be at?
B-L-A-Z-E, ABK
And we got and Violent J
outside in the parking lot
Because y'all how we get sparked a lot
Got the Faygo Cola with the twist
And we all get together we see diamond mist

[Verse 3: J]
I could a stick of dynamite and not be dead (POP!)
I it cause it fuck with my head
I weeded indeed, a killa need it
I can eat it to it, proceed and keep it heated
Now who the fuck don't my flow?
You ain't heard my words make the beard of a wiseman grow
Hydro, in a way it fuck with my head
And without it you fucks be dead
I rhymed dead and head for the time
We double rhymes, ABK and Violent J
If I loved anymore I'd have to be gay
In Californ-i-a, they they socks to they knees
NIA, In Action we be deez
I like cheese, I'm a serial
I bitch slap fans cause I be a dick that
I get wicked-wicky-wicky rhymes like that
I'm fat and fuzzy and I like weed everywhere
My call me Smokey The Bear
Tell pokey beware, don't come near here
Don't dare, unless you see my axe buddy partin' your hair
I'm a Southwest bang gangsta boy
Zug Island, Del Ray I ta toy
My boy Nate's the boy, my crew busts shots
Until you out quamay's pokadots
I'm tryin' to a litte somethin' for my dogs who smoke
only cessed and stressed cause they all too broke
I'm like "bew-bew-bew-bew-bew" the Anybody Killa
Blowin' tubleweed, we bitch booty feelas
Ghetto scrubs flippin' nubs at
We drown faggots in Faygo and eatin' dead bugs (Ew!)
I'm to say anything that rhymes
So I can fuck with head like the cess do mine

[Hook x2: Blaze Ya Homie]
it down and roll it up, smokin' blunts all night
Hesitate to hit it too hard, the that tight
Sticky situations, dehydrated
Cottonmouth creepin', the game got me