Luyện nghe bài hát Devil's Angel

Far from a angel, more like a
Black SUVs, heavy metal, got my foot on the
Murdering you right you stand if I ever catch you
I can fill your back up with shells from this .38
stop till I murder every rapper, I'm finna replenish
Went through a killing spree for years and I repented
Father, me, I sinned and have no problem admitting
I'm like God to these bitches, my problem's a mitten
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 and knock 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 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 soul you can
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 rock him to

Black on my gloves, on my hoodie
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
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, just know Jesus was waiting

Fresh off the corner where hustle and kick it
Politicing gangstas and fucking with bitches
But never lock and try me, the shit'll get
They know that I keep it on me and God as my
I the business, probably think I holding the torch
I was only 12 or 13 when I rapped on the porch
Battling niggas up in the park, I wasn't no sports
Man, I wanted the whole thing, I wasn't no shorts
I call up the guys, and we a ride
If we you locking, nigga, then we getting fire
Cause we tryna rock you, wanna see you alive
If we slide up on him, swiss cheese him, he won't
I'm you niggas ain't ready, bitch, any nigga could get it
Money, power and pussy, yes, my religion
Proper preparation prevents poor in winning
I'm from where them niggas ain't but they stay in the kitchen
I tell mama to pray, look, bitch, I'm God
I know I sinned in the but I beat the odds
I put in work, I did it for
Forever, I'm cursed, I done been hit 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, of Satan
I'm a hitter for hitters, just know Jesus was waiting
Black on my gloves, black on my
It's a funeral, nigga, on the gas
Life, take it, angel of Satan
I'm a hitter for hitters, just know Jesus was waiting