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 right where you stand if I catch you
I can fill your back up with shells from this .38
Won't stop I murder every rapper, I'm finna replenish
Went through a killing spree for and I never repented
Father, forgive me, I sinned and no problem admitting
I'm like God to these bitches, my only a mitten
Got black on my gloves, on my mask
Shoot every hit, miss and I'm back on yo' ass
I hold back, I'mma blow and knock you flat on yo' ass
My niggas'll blow and they ride for the cash
I'm a for hitters, I sold my soul to the streets
These motherfuckers thought I sold my soul to the
Don't give a fuck about the murder rate, I'll help it
I got the realer gorilla embedded in me
If I die right now, I pray my dark soul you can keep
Cause I'm corrupted, I hang with killers, gangstas,
I'm up in this wildin' for Chiraq, what you think?
I him in traffic, wreck it and rock him to sleep

Black on my gloves, black on my
I got it on me for any pussy nigga push me
If I it, I take it, angel of Satan
I'm a for hitters, just know that Jesus was waiting
Black on my gloves, on my mask
It's a funeral, nigga, on the gas
Life, I'mma 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 gangstas and fucking with bitches
But never lock and try me, the get different
They know that I it on me and God as my witness
I been the business, probably think I the torch
I was only 12 or 13 when I first on the porch
Battling up in the park, I wasn't playing no sports
Man, I wanted the whole thing, I taking no shorts
I up the guys, and we take a ride
If we catch you locking, nigga, then we fire
Cause we tryna rock you, wanna see you alive
If we up on him, swiss cheese him, he won't survive
I'm telling you niggas ain't ready, bitch, any could get it
Money, power and pussy, yes, my religion
Proper prevents poor performance in winning
I'm from where them niggas ain't hungry but they stay in the
I tell mama to pray, look, bitch, I'm God
I know I sinned in the past but I 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 pussy nigga that me
If I want it, I take it, of Satan
I'm a hitter for hitters, just that Jesus was waiting
on my gloves, black on my mask
It's a funeral, nigga, on the gas
Life, take it, angel of Satan
I'm a hitter for hitters, just know Jesus was waiting