Luyện nghe bài hát SICKO MODE

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

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

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

shit way too formal, ya'll know I don't follow suit
Stacy Dash, these of girls ain't got a clue
All of hoes I made off records I produced
I take all my exes and put 'em all in a group
Hit my eses, I the booch
Bout to turn this 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 slop the top off, 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 just the
Now I got her open, it's just the
Who put this together, I'm the glue
(Someone said)
Shorty FaceTime me out the

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

(Yeah)

Yeah,
Tay Keith, fuck niggas up
Ay, ay

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

Slept through the eh
Not for the eh
seven, man
This got double bedroom, man
I still got to settle, man
I crept down the (down the block)
a right (yeah), cut the lights (yeah)
Pay the (yeah)

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

She's in with who I am
Back in high school, I 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
Like a light, a light, like a light
Like a light, a light, like a light

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

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