Luyện nghe bài hát Mafiosos

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

I come the under, bring the rain and the thunder
pumper a burnin' rubber in yo baby mother
Fuck supper, I'll eat yo ass up for breakfast
In Texas, we blast and then 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
hate in our heart, we got more beef than cattle
Mexicans 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 bust my two clips
two hollow tips to make you do two flips
Cause I'm a fool and a nut that don't give a fuck
Buckle up and do a in my grandpa's truck

[Al Pacino, "Scarface"]
Look, the time has come; we gotta
The whole operation,
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, to my rhymes
Top down, showin' spine, as I on the grind
See I shut 'em down. flexin' I'm bustin' rhymes
Bullet and slimes, you stop up at the stop sign
sharp like Einstein, syrup and crush combined
Drippin' on recline, keep my broads in line
Come and find these niggaz to God they wreckin' the scene
I'm so tired Al Green; oh you ain't heard about Bing?
moma's on ding-a-ling, they exposin the G-String
Say they panties got wet, the first that they peeped me
I ain't no hoe, I sip 4's, get throwed and sports
Swangin' '84's, indo, blowin' on the road
Stackin' C-notes, makin' bitch full of they own dope
'til the day I go southeast in Grando fo sho

[Al Pacino, "Scarface"]
I know all bullshit, save your breath
You got on me
You it, I know it
I'm changing bills
You wanna waste my Okay
Call my
the best lawyer in Miami
He's such a good
That by tomorrow morning, you're gonna be working in

Woke up this morning, in a room was padded up
Strapped to the bed, couldn't move, got me mad
I screamed at the top of my lungs, "Where am I, have I done?"
They my mouth so I couldn't bite my tongue
they opened my arm and a needle stung
from the the maximum sedation
hours later I made a vague interrogation
They sayin' I burnt man, and his wife, and they kids
It appears of them 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 stayed up off of
But not before I snapped the of each and everyone of 'em
Only cause cleaner than the runnin' up and gunnin' 'em
Then I them up and grabbed the gas for the soakin' 'em
Actin' like they dead the fumes was just chokin' 'em
Now it's comin' back to me, reality, that be
Yes I set the fire that's beyond the common

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