Luyện nghe bài hát Molasses

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

our palace, nigga
Yeah, up, yeah, yeah, yeah, turn me up, son
Yo, Ross, up, my nigga?
(Murderous shit)
Aiyo,

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

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

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

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

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

my girl wedding ring, she Medellin
Name is Coretta King, live in and she never leave me
Flow freely this is all graffiti, the I'm cut from
Is straight from a rich genie

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

gangstas, criminal niggas up in the trenches
Army coats on, the benches
Getting paper, sly, the motto, intelligent goons
(The fucking Don, yeah, Su Wu-Tang)
Inside a hundred dollar whip, follow

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

Get 'em up, banging dangerous as dust
Cuban Linx smoking stink in the trunk
I run with who snort powder, extort cowards
Ankle under garments, so fuck showers

I give a what you talking 'bout
Mob meetings, we only niggas walking out
Sparking purple once a done spaghetti slurping
Fly in my new, Scabetti, surfing

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

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

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

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

IMAX Theaters, Waldorf
Philip Drummer suite, pretty young sucking my balls off
Bubble baths, hash, up, eyes closed
Silk drawers, fronting in my key lime pie

And I still got a half a key indeed, Frank Lucas
Hidden in coffins, over seas
And if you try to ruin my night
I'm a make sure my best pawn put like in your kite

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

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

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

Scarface gangstas, niggas up in the trenches
coats on, playing the benches
Getting paper, sly, the motto, intelligent goons
Inside a hundred thousand dollar whip,

Army shit, nigga, camouflage, shit, nigga
You what it is, man, yo, Lex, talk, yeah
Where ya man at? go
together, my nigga