Luyện nghe bài hát Angels With Dirty Faces

Let it go
(Let angel life go)
Let go
(Time is 'til the cops come)
Big beef, big beefin' 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 motherfuckin' days
is Revelations, if it don't go down now
That aye'body was wrong
Can you face yourself with that
Or the answer? What the fuck do you 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 hit the shelves
We for record sales
Hit my liquor
Let my niggas about in jail

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

I'm to the game and every year's the same
Bullets rain all
Heaven and Hell is only what you in
Empty the shells if niggas give you the

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

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

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

The got us dressin' and impressin'
We a lot
Confessions get us blessings the Lord
We sin a lot

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

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

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

And mami to help out
So bought the computer
Yes, stress never
Fresh out the home

If I had a just to the psychiatrist
Tell her 'bout how she had clothes
Can she come buy me?
ride with me, provide me with a gun

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

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

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

Insidious, hiddious, gritty 'cuz she gets in the club
Smack the in a mini
Whitiest beefin' with the
Can see they just up

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

We all earn our 'till it is the sour element
What kinda knowledge is that I be reapin'
Dippin' and talking' how for money
And ending up going back, we made forty one trips
Yeah, we want it that, you know 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 what you do
We can do it anywhere, right here, there
And if you sleep, turn your dream to a

Niggas don't creep, no sleep, the heat
They lookin' at me funny, a hoe, get this money
No time for the misfits niggas, your clips
War's on my mind, packin' 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,
When they come to 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,
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,