Luyện nghe bài hát Sticky Icky Situation

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

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

[Verse 3: J]
I could a stick of dynamite and not be dead (POP!)
I like it cause it with my head
I stay weeded indeed, a killa it
I can eat it to feed it, and keep it heated
Now who the fuck like my flow?
You ain't heard my will make the beard of a wiseman grow
Hydro, in a good way it 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 Shaggy anymore I'd to be gay
In Californ-i-a, they they socks to they knees
NIA, Ninjas In Action we be
I like cheese, I'm a pleez
I bitch slap cause I be a dick like that
I get wicked-wicky-wicky rhymes sick that
I'm fat and fuzzy and I smell like everywhere
My homies call me The Bear
Tell that pokey beware, don't near here
Don't dare, unless you wanna see my axe partin' your hair
I'm a Southwest gang bang boy
Zug Island, Del Ray I ta toy
My boy the boy, my whole crew busts shots
Until you out quamay's pokadots
I'm tryin' to smoke a litte for my dogs who smoke
They cessed and stressed cause they all too broke
I'm like "bew-bew-bew-bew-bew" with the Killa
Blowin' Indian tubleweed, we booty feelas
Ghetto flippin' nubs at thugs
We drown faggots in tubs and eatin' dead bugs (Ew!)
I'm tryin' to say that rhymes
So I can fuck your head like the cess do mine

[Hook x2: Blaze Ya Dead
Break it and roll it up, smokin' blunts all night
Hesitate to hit it too hard, the weed's tight
Sticky situations, dehydrated
Cottonmouth creepin', the got me faded