Luyện nghe bài hát My Angel

(Young P)
Ayo daddy these mothafucka's how we do it
P, P, P, P
P, P, P, P
Who holding NYC huh?
P, P, P, P
Yeah,

It don't matter who for the moment
P is forever, it matter what's the new hot shit
My better, courtesy of myself, thanks to me
I've work hard to with these
Sixteen's is much more than a rap, is pure facts
You see really good when you catch him by himself
Dolly, I leave a fool holy like Christ
It's a miracle he still
And you could say a whole life of prayer
But you never in this lifetime player be the mayor of the murder
killer, bloody rap songs out the slums in the squala
Made a few dollars, now say I'm too rich
I give some to you, now a nigga
Ha, I ain't got two for you bums
Now watch as I rubber in the six-huns
CL made my gun ring a
Where the came from they never can tell
They just to fire and everybody bails
One nigga on the ground dying in
Fo'real!
(Chorus) and kids
A B C D E F G
H I J K L M O
P P P P P P P
And uno P
There's no
tell 'em who I be
A B C D E F G
H I J K L M O
P P P P P P P
The one and
H.N.I.C. who holding NYC

Listen, R.I.P begins
Dead bodies popping up, getting hit
getting beat the fuck out and bashed out
MOP style, they get out
I razor you up and cut you bad
You need plastic where your face's at
Boy bullet riddle you up and chop you into parts
scatter you all over the East Coast, kiko
You're with your life
You play with me you're a baby running with a knife
You're upset your wife got my CD in the
And you rap too and she don't bump bangers
Your shit and then on top
Your life style match the shit you pop
This is gon' be simple 'cause you're
1 2 3, I do it niggas greasy as...
(Chorus) Prodigy and