Luyện nghe bài hát Angelz

Ay yo
It was three bitches who worked for Tony Starks
Undercover agents, far narc's
Amazed by they marks
Wonder Woman bracelets, knee-high 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 King
Doreen, Skye and Kelly, Angel's- Shaolin's finest
Though it happened in the of Brooklyn
Plus I played the whip real low my face was rooklin
My Angels jetted out of Square
Gun out, wrap in their hair, kinda crowded so clap in the air
Chased a nigga down for blocks
Squeezing glocks, these real anxious to blow off his top
a rapist, murderer, convict, burglar
The more they ran the more they got dirtier
Sending shots like day, Fed Ex expressway
BOOM BOW BING! You heard the gun
"Who shot duck out the window" Mr. Lee said
"Three pay now, you fucking head"
We can the finest suspect, he's dead
Then I pulled up "Come on girls to Med"

Stay tuned, the Three's Company
Don't sleep, One
Two brown sisters the Villain, DOOM
He woked up, stoked they was still in the room
Freed his right arm and leg, it was like a sweep
Release his leg, arm, head and rose to his feet
Staggering except for the and mask, naked
Threw on the boxers, for the trio
and for the keys Stacked, a robbery expected yet
obvious is missing
Recollected now why Hollywood hotties into Giuseppe's
And naughty personnel nurses, purses, CLK shottie
Chased the with Thai iced teas
She while nice to veggie fried rice spicy
Told them both, "I don't so well, my belly,
me down Melrose, drive me to the telly.
Ya'll go 'head and get the dutches, be back
Feeling woozy, no Uzi, who's he see in the Ray
Peace. pizza man change a hundred, stopped and
"Nah" Whoops! Left the in her pocket book
Wasn't the but too careless fearless
Got to the room and fell flat out on the
The question who bound and gagged them?
That's when they found the pack of black Magnum
Villains a gram on the street, 50G
The part of Mr. Ropo was by Mr T