Luyện nghe bài hát Arch Angels

Xzibit
Yo it's the almight Xzibit. In the Law huh.
With Laylaw huh and huh (Ras Kass).
huh. The nigga Ras Kass ha.
We all and love him ha.
Yo let's bring it through
bring that through nigga. What's up yo yo.

Ras
Well the R double AK triple S the letters of my name
For you and bitch to unscramble on Soul Train
This Angel got niggas hooked like crack babies
I think of bomb like my brain was made outta M-80s (caviar)
I flow 16 Pablo Escobar perverse perversion' so fat my dick got a chin
My MCin' produce seaman then wet dreamin'
Of hostin' BET with Rachel in the
C-arson home of niggas with gold Visas and
Sendin' subpoenas
(Got you singin' duets Selena nigga)
So Act
black nun (none) get love
And I'm a have juice till Ferman plants the bloody glove
I drive European cars and Cuban cigars
it phat to your ears like Warren G's keyloyds
From B-boys to it's like shippin' keys from overseas
Please I move MC's o.z.s

See niggas from outta town don't even around

Ras
But there ain't no angel that you can Los Angels

See handguns and girls that's the way of the

Ras
There ain't no that you can strangle Arch Angels (say what?)

Ras
See left niggas is the Craziest
I dodge shotgun pellets in the Los Skandalous
Golden
of dysfunctional gang truces
5.8 quakes where glass houses (westsiiiiiide)
But I be in the hood like a rebuilt
Fuck what I'm benchin' I weave tracks like extensions (nigga)
I'm ridin' for chips on time on motorcycles
And for looters to get
I'm like a chink on a Slason swap meet roof with two rifles
got me Vicious
And generation X bitches is too big for they britches
15 on 30
"I wanna fuck" all over their faces with mack compact blowin' kisses
Promoted like seven oasis gettin' twisted in statutory rape cases
But I write rhymes in enough white lines Melle Mel my punchlines
Hit from the baseline like six by
addicts and Reggie Miller
That's fo
I X Hollywood Squares than Phillis Dilla

Yeah niggas from outta town don't even around

Ras
But ain't no angel that you can strangle Los Angels (yeah)

Welcome to the place where niggas make

Ras
there ain't no angel that you can strangle Arch Angels

Handguns and girls that's the way of the

Ras
But there ain't no angle you can strangle Los Angels (ha)

Home of the scandalous big bad Los

Ras
But there ain't no angel that you can strangle Arch

Ras
You know man all I have in this is two things man
That's my word and my
Or that's three things
So on microphones I let my nuts hang like Homes
And took so many niggas out I should change my name to
D-Mac and know that on mic cables
I got one thousand two hundred techniques to the turntable
So if it's crem de la creme I'm smarter I oughta
Float like dead bodies in
Manana tell girl this here mayatti got one extra backstage pass
If she put 'em on the
Cause she be jockin' that be seen with who's who
The single charters so she blows me for a hit cluckheads do
No MC parallels they behind bars like Rick's cell
To well I need a beat like...
Child abuse (ha ha)
I say turn to yay
This shit was blowin' kids away before Timothy

Xzibit
yeah straight from motherfuckin' Xzibt ha ha and the Lawhouse
youknowhatI'msayin' with that nigga Ras (he's guilty).
Yeah yeah. Break it down. It won't stop. West hip hop (yo yo).
the almighty Xzibit (booyaka).