Luyện nghe bài hát The Cycle's Sick

G.O.D!

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

Yo, ya'll little girls singin a hoes sing
Ya'll need lower back tattos, toe
Eye brows arched, belly pierced the thing
Who, oh-no, low blows, to the coke
I sold blow some things, I'm a slinger
I run a drug can't put it on yah finger
I wasn't born a singer, but let the storm just
I'm the muslim new york, I'm mortis stringer
Off ice, but on ice, the money
Dummi pay attention, fiends got the funny pills
I'm vest up, yah chest I red dot up
You can taste it, test it, strech it I got the best product
I'm a used skills god done gave me
Know them cop you can un mark-em baby
Bills they mark-em crazy, yah gaurd up lazy
Had run ins with the atf, marks, and

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

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

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

Don't get your rifles, my rivals, want no rivalry
Hand on the bible baby boy, I ain't yah b?
You don't idol me? shit why you
No rims o.t I'm on the michelin
I'm tryna get them dividends, a 100, 000 kid a
If the edition is Michael Biv and them
I might get rid of them the site I revist in
as my neighbors, I'm a lower body citizen
Shit, I wish the lord 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 then them whip it whip it in
Let the shit begin, we get it how we it in,
The shipment, they shippin, sittin, right 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 just quit you know the cycles sick?
When they go to to snitch, on michael vick?
I'm of ya'll, I'm scared of ya'll, I'm scared of ya'll