Luyện nghe bài hát Scooby & Shaggy

[Hook -
I his bitch, he mad at me
It was a mystery, Doo and Shaggy
I took the plug's
He was what happened
It was a mystery, Doo and Shaggy
Doo, it was a mystery
Touchdown, going in history
Sorry you missed me, call Scooby Doo, a mystery
Finessing with accuracy, it's magically
Finessing with accuracy, abracadabra 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 plug at the KFC and I finesse his ass after
Call me Quavo the
Red Bentley, on it, call it thriller
thrill her in Manila
Fuck her from the back, I'm facing a
You pull up with but are you a killer?
Mirror mirror, got a for you fuck niggas
if you get in a pickle?
If you catch a body would you tell on your
If you hold it down, keep it 100, you
Samurai sword cut the brick, Kill
I trap out the mansion on Beverly
RIP to Uncle Phil, fresh prince, call me Will
I that this money a blessing
I'm the lord when I kneel
We the only niggas in the having seals
Naw, for real!

[Verse 2 -
Feeling like Marshawn Lynch in the interview, I'm
Walk in the room with these on my neck like 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 your bitch while you her on dates
know I smash her on my lake
Talking fast to the plug, him for 8
Stacking bricks, LA Clippers, call me
the lord for my situation
Used to bricks on the intersection
Act, daily medication
Who really in investigations
You gonna tell because you facing
He got out of and they couldn't [?]
It's a mystery, even solve the case
Don't be that put on a plate

[Verse 3 -
Finesse him accuracy
Running with the work, police tackle me
Short days, long nights, trapping at the Quality Control
Abracadabra, work disappear
I'm in the kitchen whipping, it's a
Whipping the masterpiece, then I go smoke on my
My and family count on me
Trapping snow white in that van, they 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, lurking in the Sedan
Start with a cutie, break it
Bag it up, wrap it up, was the plan
Now I'm pitching and curveballs
Or I can pitch it to you
Remember out of Camrys
we won Grammys
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