Luyện nghe bài hát Mafiosos

[Al Pacino, "Scarface"]
This town like a great big pussy, just waitin to get
I'm tellin you, I, I shoulda come here ten ago
I'da been a, a millionaire by this
By this time, I'd have my own boat, my own car, my own course
In country, you gotta make the money first
Then you get the money, you get the power
Then when you get the power, then you get the
That's why you gotta make own moves

I come from the under, bring the and the thunder
double pumper a burnin' rubber in yo baby
Fuck supper, I'll eat yo ass up for breakfast
In Texas, we blast first and then ask
Competition, all you can do is wishin'
you need to shut yo muthafuckin' ass up and
The prison winnin', a losin' battle
hate in our heart, we got more beef than cattle
Mexicans Mexicans I'm tired of you jealous men
Mad cause I'm on up like the Jeffersons
pickins, I made a livin' cookin' chickens
The sickest, now my flow is harder my dick is
You bump your two and I'ma bust my two clips
That's two hollow tips to you do two flips
Cause I'm a fool and a nut that really don't give a
Buckle up and do a drive-by in my grandpa's

[Al Pacino, "Scarface"]
Look, the time has come; we expand
The operation, distribution
New York, Chicago, L.A
We set our own mark, and enforce it
We gotta big now

I got my on dollar signs, blowin' lime dimes of pine
My time to shine, you don't know man he fine
to shine, and blind, dedicated to my rhymes
Top down, showin' spine, as I crawl on the
See I shut 'em down. Stop flexin' I'm bustin'
Bullet clips and slimes, you up at the stop sign
Think sharp Einstein, syrup and crush combined
Drippin' paint on recline, keep my in line
Come and find these swear to God they wreckin' the scene
I'm so tired like Al Green; oh you ain't about Bing?
Baby on ding-a-ling, they exposin the G-String
Say panties got wet, the first time that they peeped me
I no hoe, I sip 4's, get throwed and watch sports
'84's, indo, blowin' 'dro on the road
Stackin' C-notes, makin' bitch niggas of they own dope
the day that I go southeast in Grando fo sho

[Al Pacino, "Scarface"]
I all that bullshit, save your breath
You got on me
You know it, I it
I'm dollar bills
You wanna waste my time?
Call my
the best lawyer in Miami
He's such a lawyer
That by tomorrow morning, you're be working in Alaska

Woke up morning, in a room that was padded up
Strapped to the bed, couldn't move, got me mad
I at the top of my lungs, "Where am I, what have I done?"
They stuffed my mouth so I couldn't my tongue
they opened my arm and a needle stung
from the lithium the maximum
Seven hours later I made a vague
They sayin' I burnt this man, and his wife, and they
It appears none of them lived, I remember if I did
But they insist that I'm the arsonist, claimin' my part in this
was that I doused the in the dark and stayed up off of this
But not before I snapped the necks of and everyone of 'em
Only cause cleaner than the runnin' up and gunnin' 'em
Then I stacked them up and grabbed the gas for the 'em
Actin' like they dead while the fumes was chokin' 'em
Now it's comin' back to me, reality, that be
Yes I set the fire beyond the common casualty

[Al Pacino, "Scarface"]
you think I am, huh?
What you I am a fuckin' worm like you?
I you already, I told you, don't fuck with me!
I told you, no kids, no but you wouldn't listen
[gunfire], [scream],