Luyện nghe bài hát Angel

Intro)
Tell me why did take 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 dying and
So heavenly father are you trying to tell me
I I better bail up out this game
And whatever they call me a little ole' wee
A nigga fin to get up out these
Cause a damn thang good happening for me
It seems be the next one to go, oh no
I'm out of mama told me
God's got his hands on you

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

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

(Chorus - 6x)

Ballaz: Sko]
This shit got me pissed off, we use to be like
But now it's 2000, the motherfuckers don't know me
If I'm right, pass me they lifted up a hand now
to em everytime I get the trash now
Either could get put up on it, and up strong
We knew right wrong, but still we stayed away from home
Over there on Konkress, kicking at the park
A blessed up niggas that's down with me to your dark
We'll again, I put this on a fiend
If it's possible they end up cause we drink again
Puffing on dro ain't the same no mo'
Drinking on this henne just ain't the same no mo'
Oh, my nigga 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, paint a point of picture, kick it with you
Grab some tissue, wipe my eyes cause I you
God bless my niggas, I know you still with us niggas
Cause I feel you, I could see you everytime I look in the mirror
And not a word can hear you, cause I'm these words clearer
You are my angel, and my nigga, from the to the trigga
Chi worldwide, whoever on any side

(Chorus - 6x)

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