Luyện nghe bài hát SICKO MODE

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

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

said
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

shit way too formal, ya'll know I don't follow suit
Stacy Dash, most these of girls got a clue
All of these hoes I off records I produced
I might take all my exes and put 'em all in a
Hit my eses, I the booch
Bout to turn this to Bonnaroo
Told her "hop in, you too"
In the 305,
bitches me like I'm Uncle Luke (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, just the pool
Now I got her open, it's just the
Who put shit together, I'm the glue
(Someone said)
FaceTime me out the blue

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

(Yeah)

Yeah,
Tay Keith, these niggas up
Ay, ay

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

through the flight eh
Not for the eh
seven, man
This got double 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 sight (yeah), nice (yeah)
Baguettes in my ice, Jesus (yeah)
Checks over (yeah),
that's what I like (yeah), what we like (yeah)
my respect, you not a threat
When I shoot my shot, that shit wetty like I'm (bitch!)
See the that 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
Back in high school, I used to it to the dance
Now I hit epi-o with duffles in my hand (whoo!)
I did half a Xan, thirteen til I land
Had me out a light
a light, like a light, like a light
Like a light, like a light, a light

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

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