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 shoulda here ten years ago
I'da been a, a millionaire by this
By this time, I'd have my own boat, my own car, my own course
In this country, you gotta make the money
Then you get the money, you get the power
when you get the power, then you get the women
That's why you gotta 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 first and then ask questions
Competition, all you can do is keep
you need to yo muthafuckin' ass up and listen
The prison system's winnin', a battle
Puttin' hate in our heart, we got more beef than
Mexicans killin' Mexicans I'm of you jealous men
Mad I'm movin' on up like the Jeffersons
Easy pickins, I made a livin' chickens
The sickest, now my flow is harder my dick is
You bump your two lips and I'ma bust my two
That's two 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 time has come; we gotta
The operation, distribution
New York, Chicago, L.A
We set our own mark, and enforce it
We gotta big now

I got my mind on dollar signs, lime dimes 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 on the grind
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
Drippin' paint on recline, keep my broads in
Come and find these niggaz to God they wreckin' the scene
I'm so tired like Al oh you ain't heard about Bing?
Baby moma's on ding-a-ling, exposin the G-String
Say they got wet, the first time that they peeped me
I ain't no hoe, I sip 4's, get and watch sports
Swangin' '84's, indo, blowin' 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 dollar bills
You wanna waste my Okay
my lawyer
He's the lawyer in Miami
He's such a good
by tomorrow morning, you're gonna be working in Alaska

Woke up this morning, in a room was padded up
Strapped to the bed, move, got me mad enough
I at the top of my lungs, "Where am I, what have I done?"
stuffed my mouth so I couldn't bite my tongue
then they my arm and a needle stung
from the lithium the sedation
Seven hours later I made a vague
sayin' I burnt this man, and his wife, and they kids
It appears of them lived, I can't remember if I did
But they insist that I'm the arsonist, claimin' that my in this
was that I doused the bodies in the dark and up off of this
But not before I snapped the necks of and everyone of 'em
cause it's cleaner than the runnin' up and gunnin' 'em
Then I stacked them up and grabbed the gas for the 'em
Actin' like they dead while the fumes was chokin' 'em
Now comin' back to me, reality, that would be
Yes I set the that's beyond the common casualty

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