Luyện nghe bài hát Mafiosos

[Al Pacino, "Scarface"]
This town like a great big pussy, just 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 my own boat, my own car, my own golf course
In this country, you gotta make the money
when you get the money, you get the power
Then when you get the power, you get the women
why you gotta make your own moves

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

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

I got my mind on dollar signs, blowin' lime of pine
My time to shine, you don't know Bing man he
Proceed to shine, and blind, dedicated to my
Top down, showin' spine, as I crawl on the
See I 'em down. Stop flexin' I'm bustin' rhymes
clips and slimes, you stop up at the stop sign
Think sharp Einstein, syrup and crush combined
paint on recline, keep my broads in line
Come and find these niggaz swear to God they wreckin' the
I'm so tired like Al Green; oh you ain't heard Bing?
Baby on ding-a-ling, they exposin the G-String
Say they panties got wet, the time that they peeped me
I no hoe, I sip 4's, get throwed and watch sports
Swangin' '84's, indo, blowin' on the road
Stackin' C-notes, makin' 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 know it, I it
I'm dollar bills
You wanna waste my time?
Call my
He's the lawyer in Miami
He's such a good
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 bite my tongue
they opened my arm and a needle stung
from the lithium the sedation
Seven later I made a vague interrogation
sayin' I burnt this man, and his wife, and they kids
It appears none of lived, I can't remember if I did
But they that I'm the arsonist, claimin' that my part in this
was that I doused the bodies in the dark and up off of this
But not I snapped the necks of each and everyone of 'em
Only cause it's cleaner than the up and gunnin' 'em
I stacked them up and grabbed the gas for the soakin' 'em
Actin' they dead while the fumes was just chokin' 'em
Now it's comin' back to me, reality, would be
Yes I set the fire beyond the common casualty

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