Luyện nghe bài hát Devil's Angel

Far from a angel, more like a
Black SUVs, heavy metal, got my on the pedal
Murdering you where you stand if I ever catch you
I can fill your back up shells from this .38 special
Won't till I murder every rapper, I'm finna replenish
Went through a killing spree for years and I never
Father, forgive me, I sinned and have no problem
I'm God to these bitches, my only problem's a mitten
Got black on my gloves, on my mask
Shoot every hit, miss and I'm back on yo' ass
I won't back, I'mma 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 my soul to the streets
These motherfuckers thought I my soul 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
Cause I'm corrupted, I with killers, gangstas, elites
I'm up in this wildin' for Chiraq, what you think?
I catch him in traffic, wreck it and him to sleep

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

Fresh off the corner where hustle and kick it
Politicing with and fucking with bitches
But never lock and try me, the get different
They know I keep it on me and God as my witness
I been the business, think I holding the torch
I was only 12 or 13 when I first rapped on the
Battling niggas up in the park, I wasn't no sports
Man, I wanted the thing, I wasn't taking no shorts
I call up the guys, and we a ride
If we catch you locking, nigga, then we getting
Cause we tryna rock you, don't see you alive
If we slide up on him, swiss cheese him, he won't
I'm you niggas ain't ready, bitch, any nigga could get it
Money, and pussy, yes, that's my religion
preparation prevents poor performance in winning
I'm from where them niggas ain't hungry but they in the kitchen
I they mama to pray, look, bitch, I'm God
I know I in the past 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, on my hoodie
I got it on me for any nigga that push me
If I want it, I it, angel of Satan
I'm a hitter for hitters, just know that was waiting
Black on my gloves, black on my
It's a funeral, nigga, on the gas
Life, I'mma it, angel of Satan
I'm a for hitters, just know that Jesus was waiting