Luyện nghe bài hát Angelz

Ay yo
It was three white bitches who worked for Starks
agents, far beyond narc's
Amazed by they marks
Wonder Woman bracelets, knee-high boots that was made
My dick got hard, at how spoke and shit
Every was music to the kid as if.
I was modern day Midas
Doreen, and Kelly, Starky's Angel's- Shaolin's finest
Though it happened in the streets of
Plus I played the real low cause my face was rooklin
My Angels jetted out of Albee
Gun out, wrap in their hair, kinda so they clap in the air
Chased a down block for blocks
Squeezing glocks, these mommies real anxious to off his top
He's a rapist, murderer, convict,
The more they ran the more they got dirtier
Sending shots like day, Fed Ex expressway
BOW BING! You heard the gun play
"Who shot duck out the window" Mr. Lee said
"Three pay now, you fucking head"
We can stop the finest suspect, dead
Then I pulled up "Come on girls to Med"

Stay tuned, the Villain Three's
Don't sleep, One
Two brown sisters the Villain, DOOM
He woked up, like they was still in the room
Freed his arm and leg, it was more like a sweep
Release his other leg, arm, head and to his feet
Staggering for the socks and mask, naked
Threw on the boxers, for the trio
and checking for the keys Stacked, a robbery yet
obvious is missing
Recollected now why hotties stepped into Giuseppe's
And naughty personnel nurses, Chanel purses, CLK
Chased the trees with Thai teas
She drive while nice to fried rice spicy
Told both, "I don't feel so well, my belly,
Spin me Melrose, drive me to the telly.
Ya'll go 'head and get the dutches, be copy
woozy, no Uzi, who's he see in the lobby? Ray
Peace. pizza man change a hundred, and looked
"Nah" Whoops! Left the in her pocket book
the juks but too careless fearless
Got to the room and flat out on the terrace
The remains who bound and gagged them?
That's when they the empty pack of black Magnum
skiid a gram on the street, 50G
The part of Mr. Ropo was by Mr T