Luyện nghe bài hát SICKO MODE

Sun is down, cold
That's how we already know here
My would probably doing it for a Louis belt
That's just all he know he don't know nothing
I tried to show him,
I tried to him, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah,
Goin' on you with the and roll
Young LaFlame he's in sicko mode

this here with all the ice on in the booth
At the gate outside, when they pull up, get me loose
Yeah, Jump Out boys, that's Nike boys, hop in our
shit way too big,
when we pull up give me the (give me the loot!)
Was off the Remy, had to
Had to hit my old to duck the news
Two-four all on lockdown, we no moves
Now it's 4AM and I'm back up poppin' the crew
I just in Chase B mixes pop like Jamba juice
colored chains, see my jeweler really selling fruits
And they joking, man, know the crackers it was a noose

Someone
To win the retreat, we all in too
Playing for keeps, don't us for weak (Someone said)
To win the retreat, we all in too
Playing for keeps, play us for weak

This shit way too formal, ya'll I don't follow suit
Stacy Dash, these of girls ain't got a clue
All of these I made off records I produced
I take all my exes and put 'em all in a group
Hit my eses, I need the
Bout to this function to Bonnaroo
her "hop in, you coming too"
In the 305,
bitches treat me like I'm Luke (don't stop, pop that pussy)
Had to the top off, it's just a roof
She "where we going?"
I said "the moon", we ain't even it to the room
She thought it was the ocean, it's the pool
Now I got her open, it's the Goose
Who put this shit together, I'm the
(Someone said)
FaceTime me out the blue

(Someone said) player,
for keeps, (someone said, motherfucker)
(Someone said)
don't us for weak

(Yeah)

Yeah,
Tay Keith, fuck these up
Ay, ay

She's in love who I am
Back in high school, I used to bust it to the (yeah)
Now I hit that epi O with duffles in my
I did half a Xan, thirteen til I land
Had me out a light ehh
Like a light ehh, like a ehh

through the flight eh
Not for the eh
seven, man
This shit got bedroom, man
I got scores to settle, man
I down the block (down the block)
a right (yeah), cut the lights (yeah)
Pay the (yeah)

Niggas think it's sweet, it's on (yeah), nothing nice (yeah)
Baguettes in my ice, Jesus (yeah)
Checks stripes (yeah),
that's what I like (yeah), what we like (yeah)
Lost my respect, you not a
I shoot my shot, that shit wetty like I'm Sheck (bitch!)
See the shots I took, wet like I'm Book
Wet I'm Lizzy, I be spending finally
Circle blocks I'm dizzy (yeah, what)
Like is he, no one seen him (yeah, what)
I'm clean 'em (yeah)

in love with who I am
Back in high school, I used to it to the dance
Now I hit that epi-o with duffles in my (whoo!)
I did half a Xan, thirteen hours til I
Had me out like a
Like a light, like a light, like a
Like a light, like a light, like a

Yeah, pass the celly
He text ain't sendin' kites, yeah
He said "keep on lock"
I "you know this shit is tight", yeah
absolute (yeah), I'm back rebute (it's lit!)
LaFerrari to Jamba juice, (skrr, skrr)
We back on the road, they jumping off, no parachute,

in the back,
she said she on her glutes, yeah (oh my God)
Ain't by the book (yeah), this how it (yeah)
Bout a check, just the foot
Passes to my daughter, I'ma show her it took (yeah)
Baby mama cover Forbes, got these bitches shook, yeah