Luyện nghe bài hát Molasses

Yo, legend, what's good, legend, going on?
(Yo, we gotta do the intro 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 grain in my labo
I go the extra mile, my flow
Crew cuts, the older niggas, the same rumors, the same goons
niggas catch visions of killing capos

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

getting rapper, rich nigga, one-on-one 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 plus us, niggas'll grab Bust'
you in the rassle, yo, clap ups
Catch me at the King mansion
With four of my Branson
With me, me and Britney, a

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

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

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

Scarface gangstas, niggas up in the trenches
Army on, playing 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 to the females
The mother 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 smoking stink in the Brink's trunk
I run with killas who snort powder, cowards
monitors under garments, so fuck showers

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

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

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

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

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

Theaters, Astoria Waldorf
Philip Drummer suite, pretty young thing sucking my off
Bubble baths, hash, zooted up, eyes
drawers, fronting 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 in your kite

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

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

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

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

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