Luyện nghe bài hát Angel

Intro)
Tell me why did they Al B
take Baby, Tyre
They killed Lil Chilla, my and Corika
the dying and Koreme
Tell me why did they Al B, Al B
Lil Chilla, my Mike, and
the dying and Koreme
So heavenly father are you trying to tell me
I guess I bail up out this game
And whatever they call me a little lame wee
A nigga fin to get up out these
ain't a damn thang good happening for me
It seems I'ma be the 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
was this 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 on the line for mines
And my only damn mission
When D. Ski died, of mind was hard to find
D. Ski we miss you, nine roadies
From heaven down on me
As I these scriptures, and I'll be fine
I had a lot of hell in me
we took them pictures, and even worse
Brothers and started hating on me
After we took them bitches, cause then you get to em first
Brothers and started waiting on me
To represent for a hood, 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 struggling
To tell the truth, it's so hard to be righteous and let my light shine

(Chorus - 6x)

[Darkside Ballaz:
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 cause lifted up a hand now
Blinded to em I get the trash now
Either could get put up on it, and coming up
We right from wrong, but still we stayed away from home
Over there on Konkress, at the park with
A blessed up niggas that's down with me to your with
We'll again, I put this on a fiend
If it's possible end up cause we gone drink again
Puffing on dro ain't the same no mo'
Drinking on this henne shit just ain't the no mo'
Oh, my lost his life, at an early age
And I cry to day, wishing that he could of stayed
Played the cards that he was dealt, gone when it's dark
But my nigga roll in death, as the exploded on the block
And just like Pac, I'ma a point of picture, kick it with you
some tissue, wipe my eyes cause I miss you
God my niggas, I know you still here with us niggas
I could feel you, I could see you everytime I look in the mirror
And not a word can hear you, cause I'm making these words
You are my angel, and my nigga, from the drive-by to the
Chi worldwide, whoever died on any

(Chorus - 6x)

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