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 where you if I ever catch you
I can fill your back up with shells from .38 special
Won't stop till I murder every rapper, I'm finna
Went through a killing spree for years and I repented
Father, forgive me, I and have no problem admitting
I'm God to these bitches, my only problem's a mitten
Got on my gloves, black on my mask
Shoot every hit, miss and I'm coming on yo' ass
I won't hold back, I'mma blow and you flat on yo' ass
My lil' niggas'll blow and they for the cash
I'm a hitter for hitters, I sold my to the streets
These thought I sold my soul to the beast
Don't give a about the murder rate, I'll help it increase
I got the realer gorilla shit in me
If I should die now, I pray my dark soul you can keep
I'm corrupted, I hang with killers, gangstas, elites
I'm up in this bitch wildin' for Chiraq, what you
I catch him in traffic, wreck it and him to sleep

Black on my gloves, on my hoodie
I got it on me for any pussy that push me
If I it, I take 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, angel of
I'm a for hitters, just know that Jesus was waiting

Fresh off the corner niggas hustle and kick it
Politicing with and fucking with bitches
But never lock and try me, the get different
They know that I keep it on me and God as my
I the business, probably think I holding the torch
I was 12 or 13 when I first rapped on the porch
niggas up in the park, I wasn't playing no sports
Man, I wanted the thing, I wasn't taking no shorts
I up the guys, and we take a ride
If we catch you locking, nigga, then we getting
Cause we tryna rock you, don't wanna see you
If we slide up on him, swiss cheese him, he won't
I'm telling you ain't ready, bitch, any nigga could get it
Money, power and pussy, yes, my religion
Proper prevents poor performance in winning
I'm from where them niggas hungry but they stay in the kitchen
I tell they 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 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 take it, 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, I'mma take it, of Satan
I'm a hitter for hitters, just that Jesus was waiting