Luyện nghe bài hát Devil's Angel

Far from a angel, more like a
SUVs, heavy metal, got my foot on the pedal
Murdering you right where you if I ever catch you
I can fill your up with shells from this .38 special
Won't stop till I murder rapper, I'm finna replenish
Went a killing spree for years and I never repented
Father, forgive me, I sinned and have no admitting
I'm like God to these bitches, my problem's a mitten
Got on my gloves, black on my mask
every hit, miss and I'm coming back on yo' ass
I won't hold back, blow and knock you flat on yo' ass
My lil' niggas'll blow and 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 the murder rate, I'll help it increase
I got the realer gorilla embedded in me
If I should die right now, I pray my dark you can keep
I'm corrupted, I hang with killers, gangstas, elites
I'm up in this bitch for Chiraq, what you think?
I him in traffic, wreck it and rock him to sleep

Black on my gloves, on my hoodie
I got it on me for any nigga 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, just that Jesus was waiting

Fresh off the corner where niggas hustle and it
Politicing with gangstas and with bitches
But never lock and try me, the shit'll get
They that I keep it on me and God as my witness
I been the business, probably I holding the torch
I was 12 or 13 when I first rapped on the porch
niggas up in the park, I wasn't playing no sports
Man, I wanted the thing, I wasn't taking no shorts
I call up the guys, and we take a
If we catch you locking, nigga, we getting fire
Cause we tryna rock you, wanna see you alive
If we up on him, swiss cheese him, he won't survive
I'm you niggas ain't ready, bitch, any nigga could get it
Money, and pussy, yes, that's my religion
Proper prevents poor performance in winning
I'm from where them niggas ain't but they stay in the kitchen
I tell mama to pray, look, bitch, I'm God
I know I sinned in the but I beat the odds
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 nigga that push me
If I it, I take it, angel of Satan
I'm a hitter for hitters, just know 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 that Jesus was waiting