Luyện nghe bài hát Angelz

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

Stay tuned, the Three's Company
sleep, Part One
Two brown sisters assisted the Villain,
He woked up, stoked like was still in the room
Freed his right arm and leg, it was like a sweep
Release his other leg, arm, head and rose to his
except for the socks and mask, naked
Threw on the boxers, for the trio
and checking for the keys Stacked, a robbery yet
Nothing obvious is
Recollected now why Hollywood hotties stepped Giuseppe's
And personnel nurses, Chanel purses, CLK shottie
Chased the trees with Thai teas
She drive while nice to veggie fried rice
them 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 back
Feeling woozy, no Uzi, he see in the lobby? Ray
Peace. pizza man change a hundred, stopped and
"Nah" Whoops! Left the in her pocket book
Wasn't the juks but too careless
Got to the room and flat out on the terrace
The question remains who bound and gagged
That's when they found the empty pack of black
Villains a gram on the street, 50G
The of Mr. Ropo was played by Mr T