Luyện nghe bài hát Angel Baby

is for the the O.G. lowriders. As for me,
this is Mr. Capone-eKickin' with Rosie & the
OriginalsTalkin' about, my angel

Angel baby, my baby. Oooooo I love
you, Oooooo I do. Noone can love you, I doOooooo,

[Verse 1: Mr.
Whoa, whoa,
whoa, in my low-low, 63', 64'Gotta go, to
the floor, show po-po's. Outsiders, hoppin'
and and droppin' non-stop and when I pop
it, shotgun, it, rip it, dip it, flip it, tripitIt's like we're ridin', glidin'. Ooh,
take a breath, what's next, it's pelon
talkin' about my carro, follow me to the strip, simon. Bad to the bone, when I get it on, like Gaye. But
away from my chrome homes, 'cause you scratch it, then you'll pay. By the way, my paint job is detailed with
primer with an extra coat, stroke, blue, with the
shiny, spoke wires In the Empire, to my SGV, to
the O.C, L.A., baby ????To the 805, lowridin'
with the underworld

Angel baby, my angel baby. I love
you, Oooooo I do. Noone can love you, I doOooooo,

[Verse2: Mr.
Zip, zip, zip, ridin' low, the
Hi Power Criminal, Lil Dreamer, Malo Mac, Snaps
and Scappy Gotta roll, roll, roll, use a slow
stroll. Now you know from to lows, lows to bikes. It's on tonight, Mr. Capone-e, is on sight By
the way, its another day, crusin' down the highway Saturday, Sunday, sideways, it on a one-way Oops,
hura me over, hey hey Give me a ticket but I
ain't trippin' Mr. officer, car show is
i'm headed of harrassin' me, go after
thee Car because his car belongs to me Angel
is my old school lowrider Got lexos, X-4's, but I
need tighter What do you desire, straight
gangster going Hynas love me but I love my, angel

Angel baby, my angel baby. I love
you, Oooooo I do. can love you, like I doOooooo,

[Verse 3: Mr.
Now its 6 o'clock, gotta hit the spot it pops,
car hops and drops, goin' non-stop out for the
cops, Tommy's Burgers' where park and Look
at them girls with the mini But my angel baby stays
by my and never ever will she flirt Drinkin' by
the curb, cops coming, disperse, what's
worse Pull me over again, and they wait just to
get, toten They send us over now we're
again Watcha, uh, and the night ain't done Rosie & the Originals in my date, what's next, we're
on a its time to go back, lay back,
to the valleRoll through my calles, hynas follow us
on the highway Hay guey, fine, but my rides
amaze me over here, by my garage, its called my angel

Angel baby, my baby. Oooooo I love
you, Oooooo I do.Noone can you, like I doOooooo,