Luyện nghe bài hát Mafiosos

[Al Pacino, "Scarface"]
This town a great big pussy, just waitin to get fucked
I'm tellin you, I, I come here ten years ago
I'da a, a millionaire by this time
By this time, I'd have my own boat, my own car, my own course
In this country, you gotta the money first
Then when you get the money, you get the
when you get the power, then you get the women
That's why you gotta make own moves

I come from the under, the rain and the thunder
double pumper a burnin' rubber in yo mother
Fuck supper, I'll eat yo ass up for breakfast
In Texas, we first and then ask questions
Competition, all you can do is wishin'
you need to yo muthafuckin' ass up and listen
The prison system's winnin', a losin'
Puttin' hate in our heart, we got more beef cattle
killin' Mexicans I'm tired of you jealous men
Mad I'm movin' on up like the Jeffersons
Easy pickins, I a livin' cookin' chickens
The sickest, now my is harder than my dick is
You bump two lips and I'ma bust my two clips
two hollow tips to make you do two flips
Cause I'm a fool and a nut that really don't give a
Buckle up and do a drive-by in my truck

[Al Pacino, "Scarface"]
Look, the has come; we gotta expand
The whole operation,
New York, Chicago, L.A
We gotta set our own mark, and it
We gotta big now

I got my on dollar signs, blowin' lime dimes of pine
My to shine, you don't know Bing man he fine
to shine, and blind, dedicated to my rhymes
Top down, showin' spine, as I on the grind
See I shut 'em down. Stop flexin' I'm rhymes
Bullet clips and slimes, you stop up at the sign
Think sharp like Einstein, and crush combined
Drippin' paint on recline, my broads in line
Come and find these niggaz swear to God wreckin' the scene
I'm so tired like Al Green; oh you heard about Bing?
Baby on ding-a-ling, they exposin the G-String
Say they panties got wet, the time that they peeped me
I ain't no hoe, I sip 4's, get throwed and sports
Swangin' '84's, indo, 'dro on the road
C-notes, makin' bitch niggas full of they own dope
'til the day that I go in Grando fo sho

[Al Pacino, "Scarface"]
I know all that bullshit, save your
You got on me
You it, I know it
I'm changing dollar
You wanna waste my time?
my lawyer
He's the best in Miami
He's a good lawyer
That by tomorrow morning, you're gonna be in Alaska

Woke up morning, in a room that was padded up
Strapped to the bed, couldn't move, got me mad
I at the top of my lungs, "Where am I, what have I done?"
They stuffed my mouth so I couldn't bite my
then they opened my arm and a stung
from the lithium the maximum
Seven hours I made a vague interrogation
They sayin' I burnt man, and his wife, and they kids
It appears none of them lived, I can't if I did
But they insist that I'm the arsonist, claimin' my part in this
was I doused the bodies in the dark and stayed up off of this
But not before I the necks of each and everyone of 'em
Only cause it's than the runnin' up and gunnin' 'em
Then I stacked up and grabbed the gas for the soakin' 'em
Actin' like they while the fumes was just chokin' 'em
Now it's comin' back to me, reality, that be
Yes I set the fire that's the common casualty

[Al Pacino, "Scarface"]
What you I am, huh?
you think I am a fuckin' worm like you?
I told you already, I told you, don't fuck me!
I told you, no fuckin kids, no but you listen
[gunfire], [scream],