Luyện nghe bài hát P.l.o. Style

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

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

Ooh! a tangled web we weave
When first we practice to
Guns be clickin' with my clan we be stickin'
Whatever, my street stays together
Represent I invent, killa hill
Resident, in peace to my nigga Two Cent
The street is the only life I know

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

The got me drinkin O.E. all night in a M.P.V.
Just maxin' for hoes, you know relaxing
Bitches know the it be time for some action
P.L.O. to that nigga Barryano
Word up, let's take him to the bridge,

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