Luyện nghe bài hát Devil's Angel

Far from a angel, more like a
SUVs, heavy metal, got my foot on the pedal
Murdering you right where you stand if I ever you
I can fill back up with shells from this .38 special
Won't stop till I murder every rapper, I'm replenish
Went through a killing for years and I never repented
Father, forgive me, I sinned and have no problem
I'm like God to these bitches, my only problem's a
Got black on my gloves, on my mask
Shoot every hit, miss and I'm coming on yo' ass
I won't hold back, blow and knock you flat on yo' ass
My lil' niggas'll blow and they for the cash
I'm a hitter for hitters, I sold my soul to the
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 shit in me
If I die right now, I pray my dark soul you can keep
Cause I'm corrupted, I hang 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, black on my
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
a funeral, nigga, that's on the gas
Life, take it, angel of Satan
I'm a hitter for hitters, just that Jesus was waiting

Fresh off the corner where niggas and kick it
Politicing with gangstas and with bitches
But lock and try me, the shit'll get different
They know that I keep it on me and God as my
I been the business, think I holding the torch
I was only 12 or 13 when I first 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 call up the guys, and we take a
If we catch you locking, nigga, then we getting
Cause we tryna you, don't wanna see you alive
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, and pussy, yes, that's my religion
Proper prevents poor performance in winning
I'm from where them niggas ain't hungry but 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 nigga that push me
If I want it, I take it, angel of
I'm a hitter for hitters, just that Jesus was waiting
Black on my gloves, on my mask
a funeral, nigga, that's on the gas
Life, I'mma take it, angel of
I'm a hitter for hitters, just that Jesus was waiting