Luyện nghe bài hát Angels With Dirty Faces

Let it go
(Let this life go)
Let go
(Time is passin' 'til the come)
Big beef, big with the Mistress
(On and on and on and on and on and on and)
Over the of the lines as we growl, motherfucker

We are livin' in the last motherfuckin'
is Revelations, if it don't go down now
That mean aye'body was
Can you face yourself with question?
Or the answer? the fuck do you believe in?

Say to the bad guy
'Zy rollin' my cat eye, dead eye
Ain't to flame a rat up
But I hot out

My album hit the
We hustle for sales
Hit my liquor
Let my niggas learn in jail

Till the cars accel', it's to my position as we yell
This here's some bullshit, like pit bulls in the pen
that a fine, no
If you don't like my bullets, to hell if he ain't
L.A. looters, your mask on
Gambini got his mash on and now we gonna be

I'm married to the game and year's the same
Bullets all season
Heaven and Hell is what you believe in
Empty the shells if give you the reason

Never was the type to be stuck and duckin' and weavin' by the
My story's no fairy tale, reach in every cell
From my block to the world, gave the to my girl
Don't mix the kids with the biz, baby, the industry's worth it

Oh, I said, oh,
When they to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
they come to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)

Oh, I said, oh,
When they come to you down
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
When they come to lock you
(Don't let it our way)

Look in, grill and get the real
expressions can mean a lot
Threw my trust in progress
And you guessin' I a lot

The paper got us and impressin'
We a lot
Confessions get us from the Lord
We sin a lot

will He let me in?
And not tryin' to find a reason why
Because I'm a Bad Boy, they label me a bad guy
Now who am I?

It's P. Diddy
Do or
give a fuck motherfucker

Roll through, trust no
kids are tellin' me what's ammunition
Buck, ammunition, baby
You let me down, the guy that got me's fell down

And mami to help out
So bought the best
Yes, never more
Fresh out the foster

If I had a talked to the psychiatrist
Tell her how she had clothes designers
Can she buy with me?
ride with me, provide me with a gun

Slide the weeded road, come get with me
You don't come weed with me
You don't me anymore
Believe me bitch, shit, I've slept on the

Who left before a black out
up the stack house
Comin' out or they always rat
(Come on, pick it up, through)

Oh, I said, oh,
When they come to you down
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
When they come to lock you
(Don't let it our way)

Oh, I said, oh,
When they come to lock you
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
When they come to lock you
(Don't let it our way)

Insidious, hiddious, 'cuz she that gets in the club
Smack the prettiest in a
beefin' with the mistress
Can see they beatin' up

Got even the little kids pickin' up and nickels
'Cuz they're fallin' in love with his teddy
Give them and pinning a minimum worth a penny
be spendin'

We all earn our 'till it is the sour element
What kinda knowledge is that I be reapin'
and talking' how it's for money
And ending up going back, we made like forty one
Yeah, we want it like that, you what I bring

Yeah, yeah,
See you niggas do to me, I do to you
And if I'm who you came to see, then do you gotta do
We can do it anywhere, here, right there
And if you sleep, turn your to a nightmare

Niggas don't creep, no sleep, the heat
They lookin' at me funny, fuck a hoe, get money
No time for the misfits niggas, your clips
War's on my mind, bullets from the mines, muthafucka's

Oh, I said, oh,
When they come to lock you
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
they come to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)

Oh, I said, oh,
When come to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
When come to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)

Oh, I said, oh,
they come to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)
Oh, I said, oh,
When come to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)

Oh, I said, oh,