Luyện nghe bài hát Angel

Intro)
Tell me why did they Al B
They take Baby,
killed Lil Chilla, my Mike and Corika
They're the dying and
Tell me why did they Al B, Al B
Lil Chilla, my Mike, and
the dying and Koreme
So heavenly father what are you trying to me
I guess I better up out this game
And whatever they me a little lame ole' wee
A fin to get up out these streets
Cause ain't a damn thang happening for me
It seems be the next one to go, oh no
I'm out of mama told me
God's got his hands on you

(Chorus - 2x)
was this angel, whoa oh oh oh
There was this angel, and it let me go

[Darkside Lo]
I cry in my ? pass me the
say I got issues
And I reply, I put my life on the for mines
And that's my only damn
When D. Ski died, piece of mind was to find
D. Ski we miss you, nine roadies
From heaven rained on me
As I write scriptures, and I'll be fine
I had a lot of hell in me
Before we took them pictures, and worse
Brothers and started hating on me
After we took them bitches, cause you get to take em first
Brothers and sisters waiting on me
To represent for a hood, they produce us nothing good
Ballas and out here waiting on me
To my goods and leave me stinking in a back wood
Heavenly father have mercy on me, in these times
To the truth, it's so hard to be righteous and let my little light shine

(Chorus - 6x)

[Darkside Sko]
This shit got me pissed off, we use to be like
But now it's 2000, the don't even know me
If I'm right, pass me cause lifted up a hand now
Blinded to em I get the trash now
Either could get put up on it, and coming up
We knew right from wrong, but still we stayed away from
there on Konkress, kicking at the park with
A up niggas that's down with me to your dark with
meet again, I put this on a fiend
If it's possible end up cause we gone drink again
on this dro ain't the same no mo'
Drinking on this henne shit just ain't the no mo'
Oh, my lost his life, at an early age
And I cry to this day, that he could of stayed
Played the cards that he was dealt, records gone when dark
But my nigga in death, as the gauge exploded on the block
And just Pac, I'ma paint a point of picture, kick it with you
Grab some tissue, my eyes cause I miss you
God bless my niggas, I know you still here with us
Cause I could feel you, I could see you everytime I in the mirror
And not a word can hear you, cause I'm making these clearer
You are my angel, and my nigga, the drive-by to the trigga
Chi worldwide, whoever on any side

(Chorus - 6x)

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