Luyện nghe bài hát SICKO MODE

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

Made here with all the ice on in the booth
At the gate outside, when they up, they get me loose
Yeah, Out boys, that's 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 to duck the news
all on lockdown, we make no moves
Now it's 4AM and I'm back up poppin' with the
I landed in Chase B mixes pop like Jamba juice
Different colored chains, see my jeweler really selling
And they joking, man, 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, play us for weak

This shit way too formal, ya'll know I don't follow
Stacy Dash, most these of ain't 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 function 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 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 shit together, I'm the
(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 niggas up
Ay, ay

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

Slept the flight 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)
Made a (yeah), cut the lights (yeah)
Pay the (yeah)

Niggas think it's sweet, on sight (yeah), nothing nice (yeah)
Baguettes in my ice, Jesus (yeah)
Checks over (yeah),
what I like (yeah), that's what we like (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 like I'm
Wet like I'm Lizzy, I be finally
Circle blocks I'm dizzy (yeah, what)
where 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 with duffles in my hand (whoo!)
I did half a Xan, thirteen til I land
Had me out a light
Like a light, like a light, like a
Like a light, a light, like a light

Yeah, pass the dozen
He sending text ain't 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 on her glutes, yeah (oh my God)
by the book (yeah), this how it look (yeah)
Bout a check, just check the
Passes to my daughter, I'ma show her what it (yeah)
mama cover Forbes, got these other bitches shook, yeah