Luyện nghe bài hát Devil's Angel

Far from a angel, more like a
Black SUVs, heavy metal, got my foot on the
Murdering you where you stand if I ever catch you
I can fill your back up with shells from this .38
stop till I murder every rapper, I'm finna replenish
Went through a killing for years and I never repented
Father, forgive me, I sinned and no problem admitting
I'm like God to these bitches, my problem's a mitten
Got black on my gloves, on my mask
Shoot hit, miss and I'm coming back on yo' ass
I won't hold back, blow and knock you flat on yo' ass
My niggas'll blow and they ride for the cash
I'm a hitter for hitters, I sold my soul to the
These motherfuckers thought I sold my to the beast
Don't give a fuck about the murder rate, I'll help it
I got the realer gorilla shit in me
If I should die right now, I pray my dark soul you can
Cause I'm corrupted, I hang with killers, gangstas,
I'm up in this bitch for Chiraq, what you think?
I catch him in traffic, wreck it and rock him to

Black on my gloves, on my hoodie
I got it on me for any pussy that push me
If I it, I take it, angel of Satan
I'm a hitter for hitters, just know that was waiting
Black on my gloves, black on my
a funeral, nigga, that's on the gas
Life, take it, angel of Satan
I'm a hitter for hitters, know that Jesus was waiting

Fresh off the where niggas hustle and kick it
Politicing with gangstas and fucking bitches
But never lock and try me, the shit'll get
know that I keep it on me and God as my witness
I been the business, probably think I holding the
I was only 12 or 13 when I rapped on the porch
niggas up in the park, I wasn't playing no sports
Man, I the whole thing, I wasn't taking no shorts
I up the guys, and we take a ride
If we catch you locking, nigga, then we fire
Cause we tryna you, don't wanna see you alive
If we up on him, swiss cheese him, he won't survive
I'm telling you ain't ready, bitch, any nigga could get it
Money, power and pussy, yes, my religion
Proper preparation prevents poor in winning
I'm from where niggas ain't hungry but they stay in the kitchen
I they mama to pray, look, bitch, I'm God
I know I sinned in the past but I beat the
I put in work, I did it for
Forever, I'm cursed, I done been hit the mob

Black on my gloves, black on my
I got it on me for any pussy that push me
If I want it, I take it, angel of
I'm a hitter for hitters, know that Jesus was waiting
Black on my gloves, black on my
a funeral, nigga, that's on the gas
Life, I'mma it, angel of Satan
I'm a hitter for hitters, just know that was waiting