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' with the
(On and on and on and on and on and on and)
Over the of the lines as we growl, motherfucker

We are livin' in the last days
This is Revelations, if it go down now
mean aye'body was wrong
Can you face yourself with that
Or the answer? the fuck do you believe in?

Say to the bad guy
'Zy rollin' my cat eye, dead eye
Ain't to flame a rat up
But I hot out

My album hit the
We for record sales
Hit my store
Let my niggas learn about in

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, throw your on
Gambini got his mash on and now we gonna be

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

Never was the to be stuck and duckin' and weavin' by the grievin'
My story's no tale, reach niggas in every cell
From my block to the world, gave the to my girl
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,
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)
Oh, I said, oh,
When they come to lock you
(Don't let it our way)

Look in, grill and get the real
'Cuz can mean a lot
Threw my trust in progress
And you I seen 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 constantly tryin' to a reason why
Because I'm a Bad Boy, they label me a bad guy
Now who am I?

It's P. Diddy
Do or
give a fuck motherfucker

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

And wants to help out
So bought the best
Yes, never more
out the foster home

If I had a just talked to the
her 'bout how she had clothes designers
Can she come buy me?
Come ride with me, provide me a gun

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

Who been left before a out
Tear up the stack
out detention or they always rat
(Come on, it up, ride through)

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

Insidious, hiddious, 'cuz she that gets in the club
Smack the in a mini
beefin' with the mistress
Can see just beatin' up

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

We all earn our 'till it is the sour element
What knowledge is this that I be reapin'
Dippin' and how it's for money
And ending up going back, we made like forty one
Yeah, we want it like that, you know what I

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

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

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 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,
When they come to lock you
(Don't let it our way)

Oh, I said, oh,