Luyện nghe bài hát Angel Baby

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

Angel baby, my angel baby. Oooooo I
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 poppin' and non-stop and when I pop
it, shotgun, slip it, rip it, dip it, flip it, tripitIt's we're ridin', glidin'. Ooh,
take a breath, what's next, it's pelon
talkin' my carro, follow me to the strip, simon. Bad to the bone, when I get it on, like Marvin Gaye. But
stay away from my chrome homes, you scratch it, then you'll pay. By the way, my paint job is detailed with
with an extra coat, stroke, true blue, with the
shiny, tiny wires In the Empire, to my SGV, to
the O.C, L.A., angel baby ????To the 805,
with the family

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

[Verse2: Mr.
Zip, zip, zip, low, with the
Hi Power Soldiers Criminal, Lil Dreamer, Malo Mac,
and Scappy Loco Gotta roll, roll, roll, use a
stroll. Now you know from bikes to 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 pulled me over, hey hey me a ticket but I
ain't trippin' Mr. officer, car show is
i'm headed Instead of harrassin' me, go
thee Car jacker because his car to me Angel
baby is my old lowrider Got lexos, X-4's, but I
need tighter What do you desire, straight
gangster going crazy Hynas love me but I my, angel

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

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