Luyện nghe bài hát Angel

Intro)
Tell me why did take Al B
take Baby, Tyre
They killed Lil Chilla, my and Corika
They're the and Koreme
Tell me why did they Al B, Al B
Lil Chilla, my Mike, and
the dying and Koreme
So father what are you trying to tell me
I I better bail up out this game
And whatever call me a little lame ole' wee
A nigga fin to get up out streets
ain't a damn thang good 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 hands on you

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

[Darkside Lo]
I cry in my ? me the tissue
say I got issues
And I reply, I put my life on the line for
And that's my only damn
D. Ski died, piece of mind was hard to find
D. Ski we miss you, sweeped nine
From heaven down on me
As I write these scriptures, and be fine
I had a whole lot of in me
Before we took them pictures, and even
Brothers and sisters hating on me
After we took them bitches, cause then you get to take em
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 and leave me stinking in a back wood
Heavenly father have mercy on me, in these times
To tell the truth, it's so to be righteous and let my little light shine

(Chorus - 6x)

Ballaz: Sko]
This shit got me off, we use to be like rollies
But now 2000, the motherfuckers don't even know me
If I'm right, pass me cause they up a hand now
Blinded to em everytime I get the now
could get put up on it, and coming up strong
We knew right from wrong, but we stayed away from home
Over there on Konkress, at the park with
A blessed up that's down with me to your dark with
We'll meet again, I put this on a
If it's possible they end up we gone drink again
Puffing on this dro the same no mo'
Drinking on this henne shit just the same no mo'
Oh, my nigga lost his life, at an age
And I cry to this day, wishing he could of stayed
Played the that he was dealt, records gone when it's dark
But my nigga roll in death, as the gauge exploded on the
And just Pac, I'ma paint a point of picture, kick it with you
Grab some tissue, wipe my cause I miss you
God my niggas, I know you still here 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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