Luyện nghe bài hát Scooby & Shaggy

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

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

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

[Verse 3 -
him with accuracy
Running with the work, police tackle me
Short days, long nights, at the Quality Control factory
Abracadabra, work disappear
I'm in the whipping, it's a tragedy
Whipping the masterpiece, I go smoke on my balcony
My niggas and family on me
Trapping that snow white in that van, calling me ice cream man
I see trash bags but no trash, I'm the trash bag man
I see red and white blue lights, undercover lurking in the
Start with a cutie, break it
Bag it up, wrap it up, that was the
Now I'm pitching and curveballs
Or I can pitch it to you
Remember trapping out of
we won Grammys
Now you niggas step on my property or my grass, feel like I'm Stanly
I his bitch, he mad at me
Fuck em fuck em, up on him in the alley