Luyện nghe bài hát Devil's Angel

Far from a angel, like a devil
SUVs, heavy metal, got my foot on the pedal
Murdering you right you stand if I ever catch you
I can fill your back up with from this .38 special
Won't stop till I murder every rapper, I'm finna
Went through a spree for years and I never repented
Father, me, I sinned and have no problem 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 back on yo' ass
I won't hold back, I'mma blow and you flat on yo' ass
My lil' niggas'll blow and they ride for the
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 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 soul you can
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, it and rock him to sleep

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

off the corner where 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 12 or 13 when I first rapped on the porch
Battling niggas up in the park, I wasn't playing no
Man, I wanted the whole thing, I wasn't taking no
I call up the guys, and we a ride
If we catch you locking, nigga, then we getting
we tryna rock you, don't wanna see you alive
If we slide up on him, swiss him, he won't survive
I'm you niggas ain't ready, bitch, any nigga could get it
Money, power and pussy, yes, my religion
Proper preparation poor performance in winning
I'm from where them ain't hungry but they stay 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 been 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, know that Jesus was waiting
Black on my gloves, on my mask
a funeral, nigga, that's on the gas
Life, I'mma take it, of Satan
I'm a hitter for hitters, just know that Jesus was