Luyện nghe bài hát Angels With Dirty Faces

Let it go
(Let this life go)
Let go
(Time is 'til the cops come)
Big beef, big beefin' the Mistress
(On and on and on and on and on and on and)
the backs of the lines as we growl, motherfucker

We are livin' in the last motherfuckin'
is Revelations, if it don't go down now
That mean aye'body was
Can you face yourself with that
Or the answer? What the fuck do you in?

Say to the bad guy
'Zy rollin' with my cat eye, eye
afraid to flame a rat up
But I hot out

My hit the shelves
We hustle for sales
Hit my liquor
Let my learn about in jail

Till the squad cars accel', it's to my position as we
This some bullshit, like pit bulls in the bull pen
that a fine, no
If you don't my bullets, to hell if he ain't fashion
L.A. looters, your mask on
Gambini got his mash on and now we be blastin'

I'm married to the and every year's the same
Bullets rain all
Heaven and is only what you believe in
the shells if niggas give you the reason

Never was the to be stuck and duckin' and weavin' by the grievin'
My story's no fairy tale, reach niggas in cell
From my block to the world, gave the glock to my
Don't mix the kids with the biz, baby, the hell worth it

Oh, I said, oh,
When they to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
When they come to lock you
(Don't let it our way)

Oh, I said, oh,
When they come to lock you
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
When they to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)

Look in, they grill and get the
'Cuz expressions can a lot
Threw my trust in your
And you guessin' I a lot

The paper got us dressin' and
We a lot
Confessions get us from the Lord
We sin a lot

Wonder He let me in?
And not tryin' to find a reason why
Because I'm a Bad Boy, wanna label me a bad guy
Now who am I?

P. Diddy muthafucka
Do or
Don't give a motherfucker

Roll through, trust no
Tigh kids are tellin' me what's
Buck, buck ammunition,
You let me slow down, the guy that got fell down

And mami wants to out
So bought the best
Yes, stress more
out the foster home

If I had a just to the psychiatrist
Tell her how she had clothes designers
Can she come buy me?
Come ride with me, me with a gun

Slide the weeded road, come get with me
You don't come weed with me
You don't need me
me bitch, shit, I've slept on the floor

Who left before a black out
up the stack house
Comin' out or they always rat
(Come on, pick it up, through)

Oh, I said, oh,
When come to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
When come to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)

Oh, I said, oh,
they come to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
When they to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)

Insidious, hiddious, gritty she that gets in the club
Smack the prettiest in a
beefin' with the mistress
Can see they just up

Got even the little pickin' up pennies and nickels
'Cuz they're fallin' in love with his book
Give them and pinning a minimum worth a penny
be spendin'

We all earn our dollar it is the sour element
What kinda is this that I be reapin'
and talking' how it's for money
And ending up going back, we made like one trips
Yeah, we it like that, you know what I bring

Yeah, yeah,
See you niggas do to me, I do to you
And if I'm who you came to see, do what you gotta do
We can do it anywhere, right here, right
And if you sleep, turn your dream to a

Niggas don't creep, no sleep, feel the
They lookin' at me funny, fuck a hoe, get this
No time for the misfits niggas, your clips
War's on my mind, packin' bullets from the mines,

Oh, I said, oh,
they come to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
they come to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)

Oh, I said, oh,
When they come to lock you
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
When they to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)

Oh, I said, oh,
When come to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
they come to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)

Oh, I said, oh,