Luyện nghe bài hát Angel

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

(Chorus - 2x)
There was angel, whoa oh oh oh
There was angel, and it won't let me go

Ballaz: 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 mission
When D. Ski died, piece of was hard to find
D. Ski we miss you, sweeped roadies
heaven rained down on me
As I write scriptures, and I'll be fine
I had a whole lot of in me
Before we took them pictures, and worse
Brothers and started hating on me
After we took them bitches, cause then you get to em first
Brothers and sisters waiting on me
To represent for a hood, never produce us nothing good
Ballas and killas out here on me
To retrieve my goods and leave me in a back wood
Heavenly father have mercy on me, in struggling times
To tell the truth, it's so hard to be and let my little light shine

(Chorus - 6x)

[Darkside Sko]
This shit got me off, we use to be like rollies
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 get put up on it, and coming up strong
We knew from wrong, but still we stayed away from home
Over there on Konkress, kicking at the with
A up niggas that's down with me to your dark with
meet again, I put this on a fiend
If it's possible they end up we gone 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 day, wishing that he could of stayed
Played the cards that he was dealt, records gone when it's
But my roll in death, as the gauge exploded on the block
And just like Pac, paint a point of picture, kick it with you
Grab some tissue, wipe my cause I miss you
God bless my niggas, I know you still with us niggas
Cause I could feel you, I could see you everytime I look in the
And not a can hear you, cause I'm making these words clearer
You are my angel, and my nigga, from the to the trigga
Chi worldwide, whoever on any side

(Chorus - 6x)

(*skit*)