Luyện nghe bài hát SICKO MODE

Sun is down, freezing
That's how we already winter's here
My dawg probably doing it for a Louis belt
That's just all he know he don't nothing else
I tried to 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 all the ice on in the booth
At the gate outside, they pull up, they get me loose
Yeah, Out boys, that's Nike boys, hop in our coupes
This 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 back up poppin' the crew
I just landed in Chase B mixes pop Jamba juice
Different colored chains, see my jeweler really selling
And they joking, man, the crackers 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, play us for weak

This way too formal, ya'll know I don't follow suit
Stacy Dash, most these of girls ain't got a
All of hoes I made off records I produced
I might all my exes and put 'em all in a group
Hit my eses, I the booch
Bout to this function to Bonnaroo
her "hop in, you coming too"
In the 305,
bitches treat me like I'm Uncle (don't stop, pop that pussy)
Had to slop the top off, it's a roof
She "where we going?"
I said "the moon", we even make it to the room
She thought it was the ocean, just the pool
Now I got her open, just 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 play us for

(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 in my hand
I did a Xan, thirteen hours 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 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 we like (yeah)
my respect, you not a threat
When I shoot my shot, that shit wetty I'm Sheck (bitch!)
See the shots that I took, wet like I'm
Wet I'm Lizzy, I be spending finally
blocks 'til I'm dizzy (yeah, what)
Like is he, no one seen him (yeah, what)
I'm tryna '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 duffles in my hand (whoo!)
I did half a Xan, thirteen til I land
Had me out like a
Like a light, like a light, like a
a light, like a light, like a light

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

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, I'ma her what it took (yeah)
mama cover Forbes, got these other bitches shook, yeah