Luyện nghe bài hát Angel

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

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

(Chorus - 6x)

Ballaz: Sko]
This shit got me off, we use to be like rollies
But now it's 2000, the don't even know me
If I'm right, pass me they lifted up a hand now
Blinded to em everytime I get the now
Either could get put up on it, and coming up
We knew right from wrong, but still we stayed from home
Over there on Konkress, kicking at the with
A blessed up niggas that's down with me to dark with
meet again, I put this on a fiend
If it's possible they end up cause we gone drink
Puffing on this dro the same no mo'
Drinking on this shit just ain't the same no mo'
Oh, my nigga lost his life, at an age
And I cry to this day, wishing that he could of
Played the cards that he was dealt, gone when 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 tissue, wipe my eyes cause I miss you
God bless my niggas, I you still here with us niggas
Cause I could feel you, I could see you I look in the mirror
And not a word can hear you, I'm making these words clearer
You are my angel, and my nigga, the drive-by to the trigga
Chi worldwide, died on any side

(Chorus - 6x)

(*skit*)