Luyện nghe bài hát Angelz

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

Stay tuned, the Villain Company
Don't sleep, One
Two brown assisted the Villain, DOOM
He woked up, stoked they was still in the room
Freed his right arm and leg, it was like a sweep
his other leg, arm, head and rose to his feet
Staggering except for the and mask, naked
Threw on the boxers, for the trio
and checking for the keys Stacked, a robbery yet
Nothing is missing
Recollected now why hotties stepped into Giuseppe's
And naughty personnel nurses, Chanel purses, CLK
Chased the with Thai iced 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 and get the dutches, be back copy
Feeling woozy, no Uzi, he see in the lobby? Ray
Peace. pizza man change a hundred, and looked
"Nah" Whoops! Left the knot in her book
Wasn't the juks but too careless
Got to the room and flat out on the terrace
The remains who bound and gagged them?
when they found the empty pack of black Magnum
Villains skiid a on the street, 50G
The part of Mr. was played by Mr T