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'
This is Revelations, if it don't go now
That mean was wrong
Can you face yourself with question?
Or the answer? What the do you believe in?

Say to the bad guy
'Zy with 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 learn about in

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

I'm married to the game and every year's the
Bullets all season
and Hell is only what you believe in
Empty the shells if niggas you the reason

was the type 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 with the biz, baby, the industry's hell it

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

Look in, they and get the real
'Cuz expressions can a lot
my trust in your 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

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

It's P. Diddy
Do or
Don't a fuck motherfucker

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

And mami wants to out
So the best computer
Yes, stress more
Fresh out the foster

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

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

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

Oh, I said, oh,
When they 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,
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 that gets in the
Smack the in a mini
beefin' with the mistress
Can see they beatin' up

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

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

Yeah, yeah,
See what you 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, right here, there
And if you sleep, turn your dream to a

Niggas don't creep, no sleep, feel the
They lookin' at me funny, fuck a hoe, get this
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,
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 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 to lock you down
(Don't let it our way)

Oh, I said, oh,