Luyện nghe bài hát Scooby & Shaggy

[Hook -
I his bitch, he mad at me
It was a mystery, Scooby Doo and
I took the plug's
He was like what
It was a mystery, Scooby Doo and
Scooby Doo, it was a
Touchdown, down in history
Sorry you missed me, Scooby Doo, it's a mystery
Finessing accuracy, abracadabra it's magically
with accuracy, abracadabra it's magically

[Verse 1 -
Finessing the with accuracy, now he after me
Got 100 Ps in the Sprinter, nigga no
And I got that chicken, no Mrs.
Meet the plug at the KFC and I his ass after dinner
me Quavo the Godzilla
Red Bentley, Forgiatos on it, it thriller
Diamonds her in Manila
her from the back, I'm facing a pillar
You pull up with choppers but are you a
mirror, got a riddle for you fuck niggas
What if you get in a
If you catch a body would you tell on your
If you hold it down, it 100, you real
Samurai sword cut the brick, Kill
I trap out the on Beverly Hill
RIP to Uncle Phil, fresh prince, call me Quavo
I know this money a blessing
I'm thanking the lord when I
We the only niggas in the city having
Naw, for real!

[Verse 2 -
Feeling like Marshawn in the interview, I'm thankful
Walk in the room with these trophies on my neck you in a banquet
You like you really tough but you soft in the heart, you a diamond
Lil hopped off the porch, I was anxious
Just a young nigga old embraced
and finesse a nigga on my faith
[?] pistol, say my
We in the jungle, my go ape
Whipping the dummy, this I create
I fuck bitch while you take her on dates
Nobody know I smash her on my
Talking to the plug, juuged him for 8
Stacking bricks, LA Clippers, call me
Thanking the lord for my
Used to have on the intersection
Sipping Act, daily
Who really real in
You tell because what you facing
He got out of jail and couldn't [?]
It's a mystery, can't solve the case
be that nigga put on a plate

[Verse 3 -
Finesse him with
Running with the work, police tryna me
Short days, nights, trapping at the Quality Control factory
Abracadabra, disappear magically
I'm in the kitchen whipping, a tragedy
the masterpiece, then I go smoke on my balcony
My niggas and family on me
Trapping that snow white in van, they calling me ice cream man
I see trash bags but no trash, I'm the trash bag man
I see red and blue lights, undercover lurking in the Sedan
with a cutie, break it down
Bag it up, wrap it up, that was the
Now I'm pitching and curveballs
Or I can it to you underhand
Remember trapping out of
Until we won
Now you niggas cannot step on my property or my grass, feel I'm Stanly
I his bitch, he mad at me
Fuck em fuck em, up on him in the alley