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

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

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

getting rapper, rich nigga, one-on-one rents niggas
And incidents, my fingerprints been up
We love slinging like Siemens, the snortable Beamers
They love niggas names out, you screaming

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Scarface gangstas, criminal up in the trenches
Army coats on, playing the
Getting paper, sly, that's the motto, 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, came home from a dime
We left Un's, straight 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 sucking my balls off
Bubble baths, hash, zooted up, 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 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 the ball
I can hut-one, hut-two, disrespect, I hunt you down
Ain't a muthafuckin' crew we can't run

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

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

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