Luyện nghe bài hát Angelz

Ay yo
It was three white bitches who worked for Starks
agents, far beyond narc's
Amazed by beauty marks
Wonder bracelets, knee-high boots that was made Clarks
My dick got hard, at how they spoke and
Every was music to the kid as if.
I was modern day King
Doreen, Skye and Kelly, Starky's Angel's- finest
Though it in the streets of Brooklyn
Plus I played the whip real low cause my was rooklin
My jetted out of Albee Square
Gun out, wrap in hair, kinda crowded so they clap in the air
Chased a nigga block for blocks
glocks, these mommies real anxious to blow off his top
He's a rapist, murderer, convict,
The more they ran the they skirts got dirtier
Sending shots like day, Fed Ex expressway
BOOM BOW BING! You the gun play
"Who that duck out the window" Mr. Lee said
"Three pay now, you fucking head"
We can stop the suspect, he's dead
I pulled up "Come on girls to Club Med"

Stay tuned, the Three's Company
sleep, Part One
Two sisters assisted the Villain, DOOM
He woked up, like they was still in the room
Freed his right arm and leg, it was more like a
Release his other leg, arm, and rose to his feet
Staggering except for the and mask, naked
Threw on the boxers, searching for the
and checking for the keys Stacked, a robbery yet
Nothing obvious is
Recollected now why Hollywood hotties stepped Giuseppe's
And naughty nurses, Chanel purses, CLK shottie
Chased the with Thai iced teas
She while nice to veggie fried rice spicy
Told them both, "I don't so well, my belly,
me down Melrose, drive me to the telly.
Ya'll go 'head and get the dutches, be copy
Feeling woozy, no Uzi, who's he see in the Ray
Peace. pizza man change a hundred, and looked
"Nah" Whoops! Left the knot in her pocket
the juks but too careless fearless
Got to the room and fell flat out on the
The question remains who bound and them?
when they found the empty pack of black Magnum
Villains a gram on the street, 50G
The part of Mr. Ropo was by Mr T