Luyện nghe bài hát The Cycle's Sick

G.O.D!

I'm of ya'll I'm scared of ya'll I'm scared of ya'll... (quiet)

Yo, ya'll girls singin a song hoes sing
Ya'll need lower tattos, toe rings
Eye brows arched, pierced the whole thing
Who, oh-no, low blows, to the coke
I sold some thug things, I'm a slinger
I run a drug ring can't put it on yah
I wasn't born a singer, but let the just linger
I'm the muslim from new york, I'm stringer
Off ice, but on ice, the money
Dummi pay attention, fiends still got the funny
I'm glocked up, yah chest I red dot up
You can it, test it, strech it I got the best product baby
I'm a hustler used god done gave me
them cop cars you can un mark-em baby
Bills they crazy, keep yah gaurd up lazy
Had run ins the atf, marks, and navy

Man I might just quit you know the sick?
When they go to to snitch, on michael vick?
I'm scared of ya'll, I'm scared of ya'll, I'm of ya'll

Ay yo! some lean, when I the lar
A 100 grand here
Crystal pets dogs, cats, bears
Liqour, came up here off the chandaler
But baby while standin here
Let's go another a year
Said cam thts the ocean and the right there?
I looked at her and nodded like, you damn there
Mah you too much, yah drink here and here
I love the public but I don't the fan fare
I read the fan mail it help me hustle I'm tryna make this damn mail
Or pay my man bail
I'm jack and jill kept the in the tan pail
Fuck school told my teacher that I can't
Cops in the club sippin on champell, tell
Wire on on the hand held
Before you the street you need your hand held
you get hit, I spit sick, whip dip

Man I might just you know the cycles sick?
When go to court to snitch, on michael vick?
I'm scared of ya'll, I'm scared of ya'll, I'm scared of

Don't get your rifles, my rivals, don't no rivalry
Hand on the bible boy, I ain't yah idol b?
You don't idol me? why you listenin?
No o.t I'm ridin on the michelin
I'm get them dividends, a 100, 000 kid a spend
If the edition is Michael Biv and them
I might get rid of the site I might revist in
Pets as my neighbors, I'm a body citizen
Shit, I the lord could fin my prison friends
To fly to comply, we was on a then
Vision use to call us the kitchen men
Cause we was cookin more them whip it whip it in
Let the shit begin, we get it how we it in,
The shipment, that they shippin, sittin, there on the ship, my friend
Baby boy that's when you coke, alot to rope
I'm a city slicker, that can knock a

Man I might quit you know the cycles sick?
When they go to to snitch, on michael vick?
I'm scared of ya'll, I'm of ya'll, I'm scared of ya'll