Luyện nghe bài hát Angel

Intro)
Tell me why did they Al B
take Baby, Tyre
They killed Lil Chilla, my and Corika
the dying and Koreme
Tell me why did Al B, Al B yeah
Lil Chilla, my Mike, and
They're the and Koreme
So heavenly father what are you to tell me
I guess I better bail up out this
And whatever they me a little lame ole' wee
A nigga fin to get up out streets
Cause ain't a damn thang happening for me
It seems I'ma be the one to go, oh no
I'm out of mama told me
God's got his on you Geno

(Chorus - 2x)
was this angel, whoa oh oh oh
There was this angel, and it let me go

Ballaz: Lo]
I cry in my ? pass me the
say I got issues
And I reply, I put my on the line for mines
And that's my damn mission
When D. Ski died, of mind was hard to find
D. Ski we miss you, sweeped nine
From rained down on me
As I these scriptures, and I'll be fine
I had a whole lot of in me
Before we took pictures, and even worse
and sisters started hating on me
After we took them bitches, then you get to take em first
and sisters started waiting on me
To for a hood, they never produce us nothing good
Ballas and killas out here on me
To retrieve my goods and leave me stinking in a back
father have mercy on me, in these struggling times
To tell the truth, it's so hard to be and let my little light shine

(Chorus - 6x)

[Darkside Ballaz:
This shit got me pissed off, we use to be like
But now it's 2000, the motherfuckers even know me
If I'm right, pass me cause lifted up a hand now
Blinded to em I get the trash now
Either could get put up on it, and up strong
We knew right from wrong, but still we stayed from home
there on Konkress, kicking at the park with
A blessed up niggas that's with me to your dark with
We'll meet again, I put on a fiend
If it's possible end up cause we gone drink again
Puffing on dro ain't the same no mo'
on this henne shit just ain't the same no mo'
Oh, my lost his life, at an early age
And I cry to this day, wishing that he of stayed
Played the cards that he was dealt, records gone it's dark
But my nigga roll in death, as the gauge exploded on the
And just like Pac, I'ma a point of picture, kick it with you
Grab some tissue, wipe my cause I miss you
God bless my niggas, I know you here with us niggas
Cause I could feel you, I could see you everytime I in the mirror
And not a word can hear you, cause I'm making these words
You are my angel, and my nigga, the drive-by to the trigga
Chi worldwide, whoever on any side

(Chorus - 6x)

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