Luyện nghe bài hát Angel Baby

is for the the O.G. lowriders. As for me,
is Mr. Capone-eKickin' back with Rosie & the
OriginalsTalkin' about, my baby

Angel baby, my angel baby. Oooooo I
you, I do. Noone can love you, like I doOooooo,

[Verse 1: Mr.
Whoa, whoa,
whoa, in my low-low, 63', 64'Gotta go, to
the floor, gotta po-po's. Outsiders, hoppin'
and poppin' and droppin' non-stop and I pop
it, shotgun, slip it, rip it, dip it, flip it, tripitIt's like ridin', glidin'. Ooh,
take a breath, what's next, it's Capone
talkin' about my carro, follow me to the strip, simon. Bad to the bone, when I get it on, Marvin Gaye. But
stay away from my homes, 'cause you scratch it, then you'll pay. By the way, my paint job is detailed with
primer with an coat, stroke, true blue, with the
shiny, tiny wires In the Empire, to my SGV, to
the O.C, L.A., angel baby the 805, lowridin'
with the family

Angel baby, my baby. Oooooo I love
you, I do. Noone can love you, like I doOooooo,

[Verse2: Mr.
Zip, zip, zip, ridin' low, the
Hi Soldiers Criminal, Lil Dreamer, Malo Mac, Snaps
and Scappy Loco roll, roll, roll, use a slow
stroll. Now you know from bikes to lows, lows to bikes. on tonight, Mr. Capone-e, is on sight By
the way, its day, crusin' down the highway Saturday, Sunday, sideways, pancake it on a one-way Oops,
hura me over, hey hey Give me a ticket but I
trippin' Mr. officer, car show is where
i'm headed of harrassin' me, go after
thee Car because his car belongs to me Angel
baby is my old lowrider Got lexos, X-4's, but I
need something tighter do you desire, straight
gangster going crazy Hynas love me but I my, angel

Angel baby, my baby. Oooooo I love
you, Oooooo I do. Noone can love you, I doOooooo,

[Verse 3: Mr.
Now its 6 o'clock, hit the spot When it pops,
car hops and drops, goin' non-stop out for the
cops, Tommy's where park and stop Look
at them girls with the mini But my angel baby stays
by my side and ever will she flirt Drinkin' by
the curb, cops workPlaqas coming, disperse,
worse Pull me over again, and they wait just to
get, count toten They send us over now
back Watcha, uh, and the night ain't done Rosie & the Originals in my date, what's next, we're
on a its time to go back, lay back,
cruise to the valleRoll through my calles, hynas us
on the Hay guey, they're fine, but my rides
amaze me Party over here, by my garage, its called my

Angel baby, my baby. Oooooo I love
you, Oooooo I do.Noone can you, like I doOooooo,