Luyện nghe bài hát Arch Angels

Xzibit
Yo it's the Xzibit. In the Law House huh.
With huh and D-Mac huh (Ras Kass).
huh. The nigga Ras Kass ha.
We all know and him ha.
Yo let's bring it through
bring that shit nigga. What's up yo yo.

Ras
it's the R double AK triple S the letters of my name
For you and your bitch to on Soul Train
This Arch Angel got niggas hooked like 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 in the Caribbean
C-arson of niggas with gold Visas and heaters
Sendin' 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 glove
I drive cars and smoke Cuban cigars
Bring it phat to your ears Warren G's keyloyds
From to D-boyz it's like shippin' keys from overseas
I move MC's like o.z.s

See niggas from outta town don't even around

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

See handguns and that's the way of the underworld

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

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

Yeah niggas from outta town don't even fuck

Ras
But there no angel that you can strangle Los Angels (yeah)

Welcome to the place where niggas moves

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

Handguns and girls the way of the underworld

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

Home of the big bad Los Angeles

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

Ras
You man all I have in this world is two things man
my word and my balls
Or that's three things
So on microphones I let my hang like John Homes
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 techniques similar to the turntable
So if it's crem de la creme since I'm smarter I
Float like bodies in water
Manana tell your girl this here mayatti got one extra pass
If she put 'em on the
Cause she be jockin' that be seen with who's who
The single charters so she me for a hit like cluckheads do
No MC parallels they behind like Rick's jail cell
To well I need a beat like...
Child victims (ha ha)
Everything I say to yay
This shit was kids away before Timothy McVeigh

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