Luyện nghe bài hát Molasses

Yo, legend, what's good, legend, what's on?
(Yo, we do the intro over and all that, right?)
Ice H2O
(Ight, keep all that, all that)

Keep our palace,
Yeah, word up, yeah, yeah, yeah, me up, son
Yo, Ross, what up, my
(Murderous shit)
Aiyo,

Word to the gold panamaras and to the wood grain in my
I go the extra mile, my scaffolds
Crew cuts, the older niggas, the rumors, just the same goons
When niggas visions of killing capos

armor, golden rocket launcher, my aunt
She copped it from me, bought it in
See demons scheming, niggas get live in the
I'm 'shaw' to 'shank' shit up like Freeman

Pussy getting rapper, rich nigga, rents niggas
And incidents, my been tore up
We sell love slinging like Siemens, the Beamers
They love calling names out, you screaming

Feds try to tap us and plus clap us, niggas'll grab
Throw you in the rassle, yo, ups
Catch me at the Stephen King
With of my Branson niggas
With me, me and Britney, a

Know your shit by the way your hat fit on you, with it
I'm like the Blair Witch in the rented
Curtains in the five-seven, chunky and
dope up in the backseat, your packages walk

Holding my wedding ring, she Medellin
Name is Coretta King, live in Alpharetta and she leave me
Flow this is all graffiti, the cloth I'm cut from
Is straight from a nigga genie

Yo, Scarface gangstas, criminal niggas up in the
Army on, playing the benches
Getting paper, sly, that's the motto, intelligent
Inside a hundred thousand dollar whip,

Scarface gangstas, criminal niggas up in the
Army coats on, the benches
Getting paper, sly, that's the motto, intelligent
(The Juan Don, yeah, Su Wu-Tang)
Inside a thousand dollar whip, follow

Still gritty, leave the pretty to the
The watch pearl weather seashells
Pick of the litter, this nigga picking paper up
thug, I'm the townline strangler

Get 'em up, dangerous as angel dust
Cuban Linx smoking in the Brink's trunk
I run with killas who snort powder, extort
monitors under garments, so fuck showers

I give a fuck what you talking
Mob meetings, we them only walking out
Sparking purple once a nigga done slurping
Fly in my new, Scabetti, surfing

Yo, Scarface gangstas, niggas up in the trenches
Army coats on, playing the
Getting paper, sly, that's the motto, intelligent
Inside a hundred dollar whip, follow

gangstas, criminal niggas up in the trenches
Army coats on, the benches
paper, sly, that's the motto, intelligent goons
Inside a hundred dollar whip, follow

Yo, we in the roasting marshmallows, bottles of Cru'
The dialogue is the big chain is rude
Law library scholars, potatoes the thirty eights
With bald-heads, all wires

Eleven homes, six trust funds, came from doing a dime
We just Un's, straight up
And we standing the stoves, in denim Gibaud's
Bought a Dairy Queen in Queens right next to

IMAX Theaters, Astoria
Philip Drummer suite, pretty young sucking my balls off
Bubble baths, hash, up, eyes closed
Silk drawers, fronting in my key pie Wall-o's

And I still got a half a key indeed, Lucas shit
Hidden in coffins, flying over
And if you ever try to my night
I'm a sure my best pawn put like three in your kite

Shot caller, laying in big
of Gibraltar, my pinky joint, killer like Orca
Daytime hawk, a street author
Me, Rae and Rick, Uzi'd out in the

Case we gotta Warner bro, like
I'm a Falcon, Seven Mike Vick with the
'Cause I can hut-one, hut-two, disrespect, I hunt you
Ain't a crew we can't run through

Yo, Scarface gangstas, niggas up in the trenches
Army coats on, playing the
Getting paper, sly, that's the motto, intelligent
Inside a thousand dollar whip, follow

Scarface gangstas, criminal up in the trenches
Army coats on, the benches
Getting paper, sly, the motto, intelligent goons
Inside a hundred dollar whip, follow

Army shit, nigga, camouflage, shit, nigga
You know it is, man, yo, Lex, talk, yeah
ya man at? Let's go
Stay together, my