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 happened
It was a mystery, Scooby Doo and
Scooby Doo, it was a
Touchdown, going down in
Sorry you missed me, call Scooby Doo, it's a
Finessing accuracy, abracadabra it's magically
Finessing with accuracy, it's magically

[Verse 1 -
the plug with accuracy, now he after me
Got 100 Ps in the Sprinter, no athlete
And I got that chicken, no Mrs.
Meet the plug at the KFC and I finesse his ass dinner
Call me Quavo the
Red Bentley, Forgiatos on it, 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
What if you get in a
If you a body would you tell on your peer?
If you hold it down, keep it 100, you
Samurai sword cut the brick, Bill
I trap out the mansion on Hill
RIP to Uncle Phil, fresh prince, call me 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 trophies on my neck like you in a
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 nigga on my
[?] 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
know I smash her on my lake
Talking fast to the plug, him for 8
bricks, LA Clippers, call me Blake
Thanking the lord for my
to have bricks on the intersection
Sipping Act, medication
Who real in investigations
You gonna tell because you facing
He got out of jail and couldn't [?]
It's a mystery, can't even the case
Don't be that put on a plate

[Verse 3 -
Finesse him accuracy
with the work, police tryna tackle me
Short days, nights, trapping at the Quality Control factory
Abracadabra, work magically
I'm in the whipping, it's a tragedy
Whipping the masterpiece, then I go 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, lurking in the Sedan
Start with a cutie, break it
Bag it up, wrap it up, that was the
Now I'm pitching soft and
Or I can it to you underhand
trapping out of Camrys
Until we won
Now you niggas cannot step on my 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