Luyện nghe bài hát Angel Baby

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

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

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

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

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

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

[Verse 3: Mr.
Now its 6 o'clock, gotta hit the When it pops,
car hops and drops, goin' Watch out for the
cops, Tommy's Burgers' where park and stop
at them girls with the mini skirts But my angel baby
by my side and never will she flirt Drinkin' by
the curb, workPlaqas coming, disperse, what's
worse me over again, and they can't wait just to
get, count toten They send us 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 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
amaze me Party 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,