Luyện nghe bài hát P.l.o. Style

P.L.O. style Buddha with the owls
P.L.O. style Buddha monks with the
P.L.O. style Buddha with the owls
P.L.O.

comes the ruckus the motherfucking ruckus
Thousands of cut throats and purse snatchin'
Straight the brain I'll be givin you the pain anger
Comin' the thirty sixth chamber bang!
'Tical hittin' with the Buddha style
Shotgun in your chest piece, plow!
Brain, is blown all the terrain
Like a man without no arms you can't
Time for a change of the
You've been for lyric fraud now you hard
For real, it, I pull strings like B.B. king on guitar
I'm the true of the north star!

Ooh! What a web we weave
first we practice to deceive
Guns be runnin with my clan we be stickin'
Whatever, my street family stays
Represent I invent, killa hill
Resident, rest in peace to my nigga Two
The street life is the only life I

I live by the style it's mad P.L.O.
Iranian thoughts and cover an Arabian
Grab a nigga on the and put a nine to his cranium
I can't get no satisfaction, niggas won't be
Long, they get protection, for real
Strong, comin my clan so what's happenin'
Commercial rap, it with a passion

The M-E-T-H-O-D got me drinkin O.E. all in a M.P.V.
Just lookin for hoes, you know relaxing
Bitches the hour it be time for some action
P.L.O. to that nigga Barryano
Word up, take him to the bridge, Verrazano

P.L.O. style Buddha monks the owls
P.L.O. style monks with the owls
P.L.O. style Buddha monks with the
P.L.O.