Luyện nghe bài hát Devil's Angel

Far from a angel, more a devil
Black SUVs, metal, got my foot on the pedal
Murdering you right where you stand if I catch you
I can fill your back up shells from this .38 special
Won't stop till I murder rapper, I'm finna replenish
through a killing spree for years and I never repented
Father, forgive me, I sinned and no problem admitting
I'm like God to these bitches, my only problem's a
Got black on my gloves, on my mask
Shoot hit, miss and I'm coming back on yo' ass
I won't hold back, I'mma blow and knock you 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
motherfuckers thought I sold my soul to the beast
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 right now, I pray my dark you can keep
Cause I'm corrupted, I with killers, gangstas, elites
I'm up in this bitch wildin' for Chiraq, what you
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 that me
If I want it, I 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, take it, angel of Satan
I'm a hitter for hitters, just know that Jesus was

Fresh off the where niggas hustle and kick it
Politicing with gangstas and with bitches
But never and try me, the shit'll get different
They that I keep it on me and God as my witness
I been the business, probably think I the torch
I was 12 or 13 when I first rapped on the porch
Battling niggas up in the park, I playing no sports
Man, I wanted the whole thing, I taking no shorts
I call up the guys, and we a ride
If we catch you locking, nigga, we getting fire
Cause we tryna rock you, don't wanna see you
If we slide up on him, 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 performance in
I'm from where them niggas ain't hungry but stay in the kitchen
I tell they 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 hit from 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 it, angel of Satan
I'm a hitter for hitters, just know that was waiting
on my gloves, black on my mask
It's a funeral, nigga, on the gas
Life, I'mma take it, of Satan
I'm a hitter for hitters, know that Jesus was waiting