Luyện nghe bài hát Angel

Intro)
Tell me why did take Al B
take Baby, Tyre
They Lil Chilla, my Mike and Corika
They're the and Koreme
Tell me why did they Al B, Al B
Lil Chilla, my Mike, and
They're the and Koreme
So heavenly what are you trying to tell me
I guess I better bail up out game
And whatever they call me a little lame 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
got his hands on you Geno

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

[Darkside Lo]
I cry in my ? me the tissue
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, piece of was hard to find
D. Ski we miss you, sweeped nine
From heaven rained on me
As I write scriptures, and I'll be fine
I had a lot of hell in me
Before we took them pictures, and even
Brothers and sisters hating on me
After we them bitches, cause then you get to take em first
and sisters started waiting on me
To represent for a hood, they never produce us nothing
Ballas and killas out waiting on me
To retrieve my goods and leave me stinking in a back
Heavenly father have on me, in these struggling times
To tell the truth, it's so to be righteous and let my little light shine

(Chorus - 6x)

[Darkside Sko]
shit got me pissed off, we use to be like rollies
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 everytime I get the now
Either get put up on it, and coming up strong
We knew right from wrong, but still we stayed away from
Over there on Konkress, kicking at the park
A blessed up niggas that's down with me to your with
meet again, I put this on a fiend
If possible they end up cause we gone drink again
Puffing on dro ain't the same no mo'
Drinking on henne shit 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 could of
Played the cards that he was dealt, records gone when it's
But my nigga roll in death, as the exploded on the block
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 could feel you, I could see you everytime I look in the
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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