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 know and him ha.
Yo let's it through youknowhatI'msayin'
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 Arch Angel got niggas like crack babies
I think of bomb shit like my brain was made M-80s (caviar)
I flow 16 Pablo Escobar perverse perversion' so fat my dick got a double
My MCin' produce seaman then wet dreamin'
Of hostin' BET with Rachel in the
C-arson home of niggas with Visas and heaters
Jesus subpoenas
(Got you singin' with Selena nigga)
So Act
Cause nun (none) get love
And I'm a have juice till Mark Ferman plants the bloody
I drive cars and smoke Cuban cigars
Bring it phat to ears like Warren G's keyloyds
From B-boys to D-boyz it's like shippin' keys overseas
Please I move like o.z.s

See niggas from outta town even fuck 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 angel that you can strangle Angels (say what?)

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

Yeah niggas outta town don't even fuck around

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

Welcome to the place niggas make moves

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

Handguns and that's the way of the underworld

Ras
But there no angle that you can strangle Los Angels (ha)

Home of the scandalous big bad Los

Ras
But there no angel that you can strangle Arch Angels

Ras
You know man all I in this world is two things man
That's my and my balls
Or maybe that's three
So on microphones I let my nuts hang like John
And took so many niggas out I should my name to Chaperone
D-Mac and Laylaw know that on mic
I got one thousand two hundred similar to the turntable
So if it's de la creme since I'm smarter I oughta
like dead bodies in water
Manana tell your girl this mayatti got one extra backstage pass
If she put 'em on the
she be jockin' rappers that be seen with who's who
The charters so she blows me for a hit like cluckheads do
No MC parallels they behind bars Rick's jail cell
To rock well I a beat like...
abuse victims (ha ha)
Everything I say to yay
This shit was blowin' kids away before Timothy

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