Luyện nghe bài hát Molasses

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

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

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

Palestinian armor, golden rocket launcher, my
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 niggas
And incidents, my fingerprints been up
We love slinging like Siemens, the snortable Beamers
They love calling niggas names out, you

Feds try to tap us and plus us, niggas'll grab Bust'
you in the rassle, yo, clap ups
Catch me at the Stephen King
With four of my 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 nigga in the rented
Curtains in the five-seven, chunky and
Bagging dope up in the backseat, your packages

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Scarface gangstas, niggas up in the trenches
Army on, playing the benches
Getting paper, sly, the motto, intelligent goons
a hundred thousand 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, Waldorf
Philip suite, pretty young thing sucking my balls off
Bubble baths, hash, up, eyes closed
drawers, fronting in my key lime pie Wall-o's

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

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

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

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

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

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