Luyện nghe bài hát SICKO MODE

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

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

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

This shit way too formal, ya'll know I follow suit
Stacy Dash, most these of girls got a clue
All of these hoes I made off I produced
I might all my exes and put 'em all in a group
Hit my eses, I the booch
to turn this function to Bonnaroo
Told her "hop in, you too"
In the 305,
bitches treat me like I'm Uncle (don't stop, pop that pussy)
Had to the top off, it's just a roof
She "where we going?"
I "the moon", we ain't even make it to the room
She thought it was the ocean, it's just the
Now I got her open, it's the Goose
Who put this shit together, I'm the
(Someone said)
Shorty 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 school, I used to bust it to the dance (yeah)
Now I hit that epi O duffles in my hand
I did half a Xan, thirteen til I land
Had me out like a ehh
a light ehh, like a light ehh

Slept through the eh
Not for the eh
seven, man
This got double bedroom, man
I still got to settle, man
I crept 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, Christ (yeah)
Checks over (yeah),
that's what I like (yeah), that's what we (yeah)
my respect, you not a threat
When I shoot my shot, that shit wetty I'm Sheck (bitch!)
See the shots I took, wet like I'm Book
Wet I'm Lizzy, I be spending finally
Circle blocks 'til I'm (yeah, what)
Like is he, no one seen him (yeah, what)
I'm clean 'em (yeah)

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

Yeah, the dozen celly
He sending text sendin' kites, yeah
He "keep that on lock"
I said "you know this is tight", yeah
It's absolute (yeah), I'm back (it's lit!)
to Jamba juice, yeah (skrr, skrr)
We back on the road, jumping off, no parachute, yeah

in the back,
she she working on her glutes, yeah (oh my God)
Ain't by the book (yeah), how it look (yeah)
Bout a check, check the foot
Passes to my daughter, show her what it took (yeah)
Baby mama cover Forbes, got these other shook, yeah