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

1 - Quavo]
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 plug at the KFC and I finesse his ass dinner
Call me Quavo the
Red Bentley, Forgiatos on it, call it
Diamonds her in Manila
Fuck her from the back, I'm a pillar
You pull up with choppers but are you a
Mirror mirror, got a for you fuck niggas
if you get in a pickle?
If you catch a body would you on your peer?
If you hold it down, keep it 100, you
Samurai sword cut the brick, Kill
I out the mansion on Beverly Hill
RIP to Uncle Phil, fresh prince, call me Quavo
I know that this a blessing
I'm thanking the lord I kneel
We the only in the city 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 acting like you really tough but you in the heart, you a diamond
Lil nigga off the porch, I was anxious
Just a young old niggas embraced
and finesse a nigga on my faith
[?] pistol, say my
We in the jungle, my go ape
Whipping the dummy, what I create
I fuck your bitch you take her on dates
know I smash her on my lake
Talking fast to the plug, him for 8
Stacking bricks, LA Clippers, me Blake
the lord for my situation
Used to have on the intersection
Sipping Act, daily
Who real in investigations
You gonna tell because what you
He got out of and they couldn't [?]
It's a mystery, can't solve the case
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 magically
I'm in the whipping, it's a tragedy
Whipping the masterpiece, then I go on my balcony
My niggas and count on me
Trapping that snow white in that van, they me ice cream man
I see bags but no trash, nigga I'm the trash bag man
I see red and blue lights, undercover lurking in the Sedan
Start a cutie, break it down
Bag it up, it up, that was the plan
Now I'm soft and curveballs
Or I can it to you underhand
Remember trapping out of
Until we won
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, up on him in the alley