Luyện nghe bài hát Scooby & Shaggy

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

1 - Quavo]
Finessing the plug with accuracy, now he me
Got 100 Ps in the Sprinter, nigga no
And I got chicken, no Mrs. Winters
Meet the at the KFC and I finesse his ass after dinner
me Quavo the Godzilla
Red Bentley, Forgiatos on it, it thriller
Diamonds her in Manila
Fuck her from the back, I'm a pillar
You pull up choppers but are you a killer?
Mirror mirror, got a riddle for you niggas
if you get in a pickle?
If you catch a body you tell on your peer?
If you hold it down, keep it 100, you
Samurai cut the brick, Kill Bill
I trap out the on Beverly Hill
RIP to Uncle Phil, prince, call me Quavo Will
I know that money a blessing
I'm thanking the when I kneel
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 on my neck like you in a banquet
You acting like you really tough but you in the heart, you a diamond
Lil hopped off the porch, I was anxious
a young nigga old niggas embraced
Juug and finesse a 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
bricks, LA Clippers, call me Blake
Thanking the for my situation
Used to have on the intersection
Sipping Act, medication
Who real in investigations
You gonna tell what you facing
He got out of and they couldn't [?]
It's a mystery, can't even solve the
Don't be that nigga put on a

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