Luyện nghe bài hát Molasses

Yo, legend, good, legend, what's going on?
(Yo, we gotta do the intro and all that, right?)
Ice H2O
(Ight, keep all that, all that)

Keep our palace,
Yeah, word up, yeah, yeah, yeah, me up, son
Yo, Ross, up, my nigga?
(Murderous shit)
Aiyo,

Word to the panamaras and to the wood grain in my labo
I go the mile, my flow scaffolds
Crew cuts, the niggas, the same rumors, just the same goons
When niggas visions of killing capos

armor, golden rocket launcher, my aunt
She copped it from me, it in Rwanda
See demons scheming, niggas get in the Beacon
I'm 'shaw' to 'shank' shit up Morgan Freeman

getting rapper, rich nigga, one-on-one rents niggas
And incidents, my fingerprints tore up
We sell love slinging like Siemens, the Beamers
They love calling niggas names out, you

try to tap us and plus clap us, niggas'll grab Bust'
Throw you in the rassle, yo, ups
Catch me at the Stephen mansion
With four of my niggas
me, me and Britney, a dancer

Know shit authentic by the way your hat fit on you, with it
I'm like the Blair Witch nigga in the
Curtains in the five-seven, and short
Bagging dope up in the backseat, your walk

Holding my wedding ring, she Medellin
Name is Coretta King, in Alpharetta and she never leave me
Flow freely this is all graffiti, the cloth I'm cut
Is straight a rich nigga genie

Yo, Scarface gangstas, criminal niggas up in the
Army coats on, the benches
Getting paper, sly, the motto, intelligent goons
Inside a hundred thousand dollar whip,

Scarface gangstas, niggas up in the trenches
coats on, playing the benches
Getting paper, sly, the motto, intelligent goons
(The Juan Don, yeah, Su Wu-Tang)
Inside a hundred thousand whip, follow

Still gritty, leave the to the females
The mother pearl weather seashells
of the litter, have this nigga picking paper up
Twitter thug, I'm the townline

Get 'em up, banging dangerous as dust
Cuban Linx smoking stink in the Brink's
I run with killas who powder, extort cowards
Ankle monitors garments, so fuck showers

I a fuck what you talking 'bout
Mob meetings, we only niggas walking out
Sparking once a nigga done spaghetti slurping
Fly in my new, Scabetti, surfing

Yo, Scarface gangstas, criminal up in the trenches
Army coats on, the benches
Getting paper, sly, that's the motto, goons
Inside a hundred thousand whip, follow

Scarface gangstas, niggas up in the trenches
Army coats on, the benches
Getting paper, sly, that's the motto, intelligent
Inside a hundred thousand whip, follow

Yo, we in the roasting marshmallows, bottles of Cru'
The is the big chain niggas is rude
Law library scholars, potatoes over the thirty
With bald-heads, all live

Eleven homes, six trust funds, came home from doing a
We just left Un's, up
And we over the stoves, in denim Gibaud's
a Dairy Queen in Queens right next to Lowe's

IMAX Theaters, Astoria
Philip suite, pretty young thing sucking my balls off
Bubble baths, hash, up, eyes closed
Silk drawers, fronting in my key pie Wall-o's

And I got a half a key indeed, Frank Lucas shit
Hidden in coffins, flying over
And if you ever try to ruin my
I'm a make my best pawn put like three in your kite

caller, laying in big laws
Rock of Gibraltar, my pinky joint, killer Orca
Daytime hawk, a nasty street
Me, Rae and Rick, Uzi'd out in the

Case we gotta Warner bro, like
I'm a Falcon, Seven Mike Vick with the
'Cause I can hut-one, hut-two, disrespect, I hunt you
Ain't a muthafuckin' we can't run through

Yo, Scarface gangstas, niggas up in the trenches
Army coats on, playing the
Getting paper, sly, that's the motto, intelligent
Inside a hundred thousand dollar whip,

gangstas, criminal niggas up in the trenches
Army on, playing the benches
paper, sly, that's the motto, intelligent goons
Inside a hundred thousand dollar whip,

Army shit, nigga, camouflage, shit, nigga
You what it is, man, yo, Lex, talk, yeah
ya man at? Let's go
Stay together, my