Luyện nghe bài hát P.l.o. Style

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

comes the ruckus the motherfucking ruckus
Thousands of cut throats and purse snatchin'
Straight from the brain I'll be you the pain anger
from the thirty sixth chamber bang!
'Tical hittin' with the Buddha fist
Shotgun slammin' in your piece, plow!
Brain, is blown all over the
Like a man without no arms you hang
Time for a change of the
been arrested for lyric fraud now you hard
For real, check it, I pull strings B.B. king on guitar
I'm the true of the north star!

Ooh! a tangled web we weave
When first we practice to
Guns be clickin' runnin with my clan we be
Whatever, my family stays together
Represent what I invent, 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 like an Arabian
a nigga on the spot and put a nine to his cranium
I can't get no satisfaction, niggas won't be
Long, unless they get protection, for
Strong, comin with my clan so what's
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 maxin' for hoes, you know relaxing
know the hour it be time for some action
P.L.O. peace to nigga Barryano
Word up, let's him to the bridge, Verrazano

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