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. Oooooo I
you, Oooooo I do. can love you, like I doOooooo,

[Verse 1: Mr.
Whoa, whoa,
whoa, in my low-low, 63', go, pedal to
the floor, show po-po's. Outsiders, hoppin'
and poppin' and droppin' and when I pop
it, shotgun, slip it, rip it, dip it, it, tripitIt's like 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
primer with an extra coat, stroke, blue, with the
shiny, tiny spoke In the Empire, to my SGV, to
the O.C, L.A., angel ????To the 805, lowridin'
the underworld family

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

[Verse2: Mr.
Zip, zip, zip, low, with the
Hi Power Criminal, Lil Dreamer, Malo Mac, Snaps
and Scappy Loco roll, roll, roll, use a slow
stroll. Now you from bikes to lows, lows to bikes. It's on tonight, Mr. Capone-e, is on sight By
the way, its another day, crusin' the highway Saturday, Sunday, sideways, pancake it on a one-way Oops,
hura pulled me over, hey hey Give me a but I
ain't Mr. officer, car show is where
i'm headed Instead of harrassin' me, go
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 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 and drops, goin' non-stop Watch out for the
cops, Burgers' where park and stop Look
at them girls with the skirts But my angel baby stays
by my side and never ever will she flirt by
the curb, cops coming, disperse, what's
worse Pull me again, and they can't wait just to
get, count They send us over now we're
back again Watcha, uh, and the night ain't done Rosie & the Originals in my date, next, we're
on a its time to go back, lay back,
cruise to the valleRoll my calles, hynas follow us
on the Hay guey, they're fine, but my rides
amaze me Party over here, by my garage, its called my

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