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 angel baby. I love
you, Oooooo I do. 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,
take a breath, next, it's pelon Capone
talkin' about my carro, me to the strip, simon. Bad to the bone, when I get it on, like Marvin 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 coat, stroke, true blue, with the
shiny, tiny wires In the Empire, to my SGV, to
the O.C, L.A., angel baby the 805, lowridin'
with the family

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

[Verse2: Mr.
Zip, zip, zip, ridin' low, the
Hi Soldiers Criminal, Lil Dreamer, Malo Mac, Snaps
and Scappy Loco roll, roll, roll, use a slow
stroll. Now you know from bikes to lows, lows to bikes. on tonight, Mr. Capone-e, is on sight 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 trippin' Mr. officer, car is where
i'm headed Instead of me, go after
Car jacker because his car belongs to me Angel
baby is my old lowrider Got lexos, X-4's, but I
need tighter What do you desire, straight
gangster crazy Hynas love me but I love my, angel

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

[Verse 3: Mr.
Now its 6 o'clock, gotta hit the When 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 skirts But my angel baby
by my side and never will she flirt Drinkin' by
the curb, cops workPlaqas coming, disperse,
worse me over again, and they can't wait just to
get, count They send us over now we're
back again Watcha, uh, and the 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 Party over here, by my garage, its called my

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