Luyện nghe bài hát Angels With Dirty Faces

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

We are livin' in the last motherfuckin'
This is Revelations, if it don't go now
mean aye'body was wrong
Can you face yourself that question?
Or the answer? the fuck do you believe in?

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

My album hit the
We hustle for record
Hit my store
Let my niggas about in jail

Till the squad cars accel', to my position as we yell
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
got his mash on and now we gonna be blastin'

I'm married to the and every year's the same
Bullets all season
Heaven and Hell is what you believe in
Empty the shells if niggas give you the

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

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

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

The paper got us and impressin'
We a lot
get us blessings 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, they wanna me a bad guy
Now who am I?

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

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

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

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

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

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

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 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)

Insidious, hiddious, gritty 'cuz she that in the club
Smack the in a mini
Whitiest with the mistress
Can see they beatin' 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 'till it is the sour
What knowledge is this that I be reapin'
Dippin' and talking' how for money
And ending up going back, we made like forty one
Yeah, we want it like that, you what I bring

Yeah, yeah,
See what you 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, here, right there
And if you sleep, turn your to a nightmare

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

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

Oh, I said, oh,