Luyện nghe bài hát Angel

Intro)
Tell me why did they Al B
take Baby, Tyre
They killed Lil Chilla, my Mike and
the dying and Koreme
Tell me why did they Al B, Al B
Lil Chilla, my Mike, and
They're the dying and
So heavenly father what are you to tell me
I I better bail up out this game
And whatever they me a little lame ole' wee
A nigga fin to get up out these
Cause a damn thang good happening for me
It I'ma be the next one to go, oh no
I'm out of everything mama me
got his hands on you Geno

(Chorus - 2x)
There was this angel, oh oh oh
was this angel, and it won't let me go

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

(Chorus - 6x)

[Darkside Sko]
This shit got me off, we use to be like rollies
But now 2000, the motherfuckers don't even know me
If I'm right, pass me cause they lifted up a now
Blinded to em everytime I get the now
Either could get put up on it, and coming up
We knew right from wrong, but still we stayed from home
Over there on Konkress, kicking at the with
A blessed up niggas down with me to your dark with
We'll meet again, I put this on a
If it's possible they end up we gone drink again
on this dro ain't the same no mo'
Drinking on henne shit just ain't the same no mo'
Oh, my nigga lost his life, at an age
And I cry to this day, that he could of stayed
Played the that he was dealt, records gone when it's dark
But my roll in death, as the gauge exploded on the block
And like Pac, I'ma paint a point of picture, kick it with you
Grab some tissue, wipe my 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 you, cause I'm making these words clearer
You are my angel, and my nigga, from the to the trigga
Chi worldwide, whoever on any side

(Chorus - 6x)

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