Luyện nghe bài hát Devil's Angel

Far a angel, more like a devil
Black SUVs, metal, got my foot on the pedal
you right where you stand if I ever catch you
I can fill your back up with shells from .38 special
Won't stop till I every rapper, I'm finna replenish
through a killing spree for years and I never repented
Father, forgive me, I sinned and have no admitting
I'm like God to bitches, my only problem's a mitten
Got black on my gloves, on my mask
Shoot every hit, miss and I'm coming on yo' ass
I won't back, I'mma blow and knock you flat on yo' ass
My lil' niggas'll blow and they ride for the
I'm a hitter for hitters, I sold my soul to the
These motherfuckers thought I sold my soul to the
Don't a fuck about the murder rate, I'll help it increase
I got the gorilla shit embedded in me
If I should die 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 catch him in traffic, it and rock him to sleep

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, know that Jesus was waiting
on my gloves, black 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 corner niggas hustle and kick it
Politicing with gangstas and fucking bitches
But lock and try me, the shit'll get different
They know I keep 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 rapped on the porch
Battling niggas up in the park, I wasn't playing no
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, we getting fire
we tryna rock 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, 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 I sinned in the past but I beat the odds
I put in work, I did it for
Forever, I'm cursed, I done hit from 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 that Jesus was waiting
Black on my gloves, black on my
It's a funeral, nigga, on the gas
Life, take it, angel of Satan
I'm a hitter for hitters, know that Jesus was waiting