Luyện nghe bài hát SICKO MODE

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

Made this here all the ice on in the booth
At the gate outside, when they up, they get me loose
Yeah, Jump Out boys, Nike 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 to duck the news
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 chains, see my jeweler really selling fruits
And they joking, man, know the wish it was a noose

Someone
To win the retreat, we all in too
Playing for keeps, don't play us for (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 these I made off records I produced
I might take all my and put 'em all in a group
Hit my eses, I need the
Bout to turn function to Bonnaroo
her "hop in, you coming too"
In the 305,
bitches treat me like I'm Uncle Luke (don't stop, pop pussy)
Had to slop the top off, it's just a
She "where we going?"
I said "the moon", we ain't even make it to the
She thought it was the ocean, just the pool
Now I got her open, it's the Goose
Who put this together, I'm the glue
(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, these niggas up
Ay, ay

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

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

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

in love 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 half a Xan, thirteen til I land
Had me out a light
Like a light, like a light, a light
Like a light, like a light, a light

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

in the back,
she said she working on her glutes, (oh my God)
by the book (yeah), this how it look (yeah)
Bout a check, just the foot
Passes to my daughter, show her what it took (yeah)
mama cover Forbes, got these other bitches shook, yeah