Luyện nghe bài hát Arch Angels

Xzibit
Yo it's the xzibit. in the law house huh.
With laylaw huh and huh (ras kass).
Ntroducing huh. the ras kass ha.
We all and love him ha.
Yo let's bring it youknowhati'msayin'
Bring that shit through nigga. up yo yo.

Ras
Well it's the r double ak triple s the letters of my
For you and your bitch to on soul train
This arch angel got hooked like crack babies
I think of bomb shit like my brain was made outta (caviar)
I flow 16 pablo escobar perverse so fat my dick got a double chin
My mcin' produce more then wet dreamin'
Of hostin' bet with rachel in the
C-arson home of niggas with visas and heaters
Sendin' subpoenas
(got you singin' with selena nigga)
So act
Cause nun (none) get love
And I'm a have juice till mark plants the bloody glove
I drive european cars and smoke cuban
Bring it phat to your ears warren g's keyloyds
From to d-boyz it's like shippin' keys from overseas
I move mc's like o.z.s

See niggas from outta don't even fuck around

Ras
But there no angel that you can strangle los angels

See and girls that's the way of the underworld

Ras
There ain't no angel that you can arch angels (say what? )

Ras
See left niggas is the craziest
I dodge shotgun pellets in the los skandalous
state
Home of dysfunctional truces
5.8 where glass houses pancake (westsiiiiiide)
But I be in the hood like a rebuilt
Fuck what I'm benchin' I weave through tracks like (nigga)
I'm for chips like on time on motorcycles
And for looters to get
I'm a chink on a slason swap meet roof with two automatic rifles
got me vicious
And these generation x bitches is too big for they
15 on 30
"i wanna fuck" written all over their faces with mack compact kisses
Promoted like seven oasis gettin' niggas twisted in statutory cases
But I write rhymes in white lines askin' melle mel my punchlines
Hit from the baseline like six by
Crack addicts and miller
fo reala
I x more hollywood squares phillis dilla

Yeah niggas from outta town even fuck around

Ras
But there ain't no angel that you can los angels (yeah)

Welcome to the place where niggas make

Ras
Nigga ain't no angel that you can strangle arch angels

Handguns and girls the way of the underworld

Ras
But there ain't no angle that you can los angels (ha)

Home of the scandalous big bad los

Ras
But there ain't no angel that you can arch angels

Ras
You know man all I have in this world is two man
That's my and my balls
Or that's three things
So on microphones I let my hang like john homes
And took so many niggas out I change my name to chaperone
D-mac and laylaw that on mic cables
I got one thousand two hundred techniques to the turntable
So if it's crem de la creme I'm smarter I oughta
Float like dead bodies in
Manana tell girl this here mayatti got one extra backstage pass
If she put 'em on the
Cause she be jockin' rappers that be seen with who
The charters so she blows me for a hit like cluckheads do
No mc parallels they bars like rick's jail cell
To well I need a beat like...
Child victims (ha ha)
Everything I say to yay
This shit was blowin' kids away before timothy

Xzibit
Yeah yeah from motherfuckin' xzibt ha ha and the lawhouse
Youknowhati'msayin' with that nigga ras (he's guilty).
Yeah yeah. break it down. it stop. west coast hip hop (yo yo).
It's the almighty (booyaka).