Luyện nghe bài hát Angel

Intro)
Tell me why did take Al B
They Baby, Tyre
They killed Lil Chilla, my Mike and
the dying and Koreme
Tell me why did Al B, Al B yeah
Lil Chilla, my Mike, and
They're the and Koreme
So heavenly father are you trying to tell me
I guess I better up out this game
And whatever they call me a little lame wee
A fin to get up out these streets
Cause ain't a thang good happening 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 angel, whoa oh oh oh
There was angel, and it won't let me go

[Darkside Lo]
I cry in my ? pass me the
They say I got
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 roadies
From heaven down 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 started on me
After we took them bitches, cause you get to take em first
Brothers and sisters waiting on me
To represent for a hood, they never us nothing good
Ballas and out here waiting on me
To retrieve my goods and leave me in a back wood
Heavenly father have mercy on me, in these struggling
To tell the truth, it's so hard to be righteous and let my little light

(Chorus - 6x)

Ballaz: Sko]
This got me pissed 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 up strong
We knew right from wrong, but still we stayed away from
Over on Konkress, kicking at the park with
A blessed up niggas that's with me to your dark with
We'll meet again, I put on a fiend
If possible they end up cause we gone drink again
Puffing on dro ain't 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 he could of stayed
the cards that he was dealt, records gone when it's dark
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
some tissue, wipe my eyes cause I miss you
God bless my niggas, I know you still with us niggas
Cause I could feel you, I could see you I look in the mirror
And not a word can hear you, cause I'm making words clearer
You are my angel, and my nigga, from the to the trigga
Chi worldwide, whoever died on any

(Chorus - 6x)

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