Luyện nghe bài hát Molasses

Search inside my to buy something worthless

99 problems all gone in one joint
And the neck gold froze he held it at gunpoint
bubble in the belly of the monster
With a duffle full of troubles, trunk in the Mazda
with the Contra, Phantom of the Opera
And I'm on the cop's truck, stacking for the long run
The bags packed, with the thumb out
Toe tagged, gag, [fag], spit your gum out
Nomadic, chrome-grabbing when danger
I'm a manger born puppy holding flight a hangar do
Knife to the trachea spit, and bet
The label don't like me but they pay me a
And you see how his day by the state of his wrists
My niggas busy play doughing, bet the came swinging like
What the fuck you saying? All that and miss
fuck the freckles off your bitch, nigga

I'll fuck the freckles off your face,
We do this shit all night
I'll fuck the off your face, bitch

You me, drugs out, 'front the telly
I'm couch-drunk and ready to fuck, count fetti and
loud as that slap 'cross the belly
What's up? nigga, what's up?
I'm at the deli scheming on a Fanta and a Camel
"Saddle up!" like fuck is beef? Get your cattle cut, pansy
If them fans only local, why them flights up?
The rice and patty's cooked, for the chancellor
Them teeth the gold bright, the light switches mad at us
Snap chatting clad baddies, I'm a bachelor
I'm and polite cause po-lice is in back of us
And write with the same I smack 'em up with
out the fifteen I had initially
Icky Thump, sticky kush lit up in a rental

We do this shit all night
I'll fuck the freckles off face, bitch
We could do this shit all
I'll fuck the off your face, bitch