Luyện nghe bài hát Molasses

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

our palace, nigga
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 flow
Crew cuts, the older niggas, the rumors, just the same goons
When niggas catch visions of killing

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

Pussy getting rapper, rich nigga, one-on-one rents
And incidents, my fingerprints tore up
We sell love slinging Siemens, the snortable Beamers
They love calling names out, you screaming

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

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

Holding my wedding ring, she Medellin
Name is Coretta King, live in Alpharetta and she never me
Flow freely is all graffiti, the cloth I'm cut from
Is straight from a rich nigga

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

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

Still gritty, leave the pretty to the
The mother pearl weather seashells
of the litter, have this nigga picking paper up
Twitter thug, I'm the townline

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

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

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

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

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

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

IMAX Theaters, Waldorf
Philip Drummer suite, pretty young thing sucking my off
baths, hash, zooted up, eyes closed
Silk drawers, in my key lime pie Wall-o's

And I still got a a key indeed, Frank Lucas shit
in coffins, flying over seas
And if you ever try to ruin my
I'm a make sure my best pawn put like three in your

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

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

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

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

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