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 rapper, I'm finna replenish
Went through a killing spree for and I never repented
Father, forgive me, I sinned and have no admitting
I'm God to these bitches, my only problem's a mitten
Got black on my gloves, on my mask
every hit, miss and I'm coming back on yo' ass
I won't back, I'mma blow and knock you flat on yo' ass
My niggas'll blow and they ride for the cash
I'm a hitter for hitters, I my soul to the streets
These motherfuckers thought I my soul to the beast
Don't give a fuck the murder rate, I'll help it increase
I got the realer gorilla shit in me
If I should die right now, I pray my dark you can keep
I'm corrupted, I hang with killers, gangstas, elites
I'm up in this bitch for Chiraq, what you think?
I catch him in traffic, wreck it and rock him to

Black on my gloves, black on my
I got it on me for any pussy nigga push me
If I want it, I take it, angel of
I'm a hitter for hitters, just that Jesus 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

off the corner where niggas hustle and kick it
Politicing with gangstas and fucking with
But never lock and try me, the shit'll get
They know that I keep it on me and God as my
I been the business, probably think I 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 whole thing, I wasn't no shorts
I call up the guys, and we take a
If we catch you locking, nigga, we getting fire
Cause we tryna you, don't wanna see you alive
If we slide up on him, cheese him, he won't survive
I'm you niggas 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 they 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 done hit from the mob

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