Luyện nghe bài hát Devil's Angel

Far from a angel, like a devil
Black SUVs, metal, got my foot on the pedal
Murdering you right where you stand if I catch you
I can fill your back up with shells from .38 special
Won't stop till I every rapper, I'm finna replenish
Went through a killing for years and I never repented
Father, forgive me, I sinned and no problem admitting
I'm like God to these bitches, my only problem's a
Got black on my gloves, black on my
Shoot every hit, miss and I'm 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 for the cash
I'm a for hitters, I sold my soul to the streets
These motherfuckers thought I sold my to the beast
Don't give a fuck about the murder rate, help it increase
I got the gorilla shit embedded in me
If I should die right now, I my dark soul you can keep
I'm corrupted, I hang with killers, gangstas, elites
I'm up in bitch wildin' for Chiraq, what you think?
I catch him in traffic, it and rock him to sleep

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

Fresh off the corner where niggas hustle and it
Politicing with gangstas and with bitches
But never and try me, the shit'll get different
know that I keep it on me and God as my witness
I been the business, probably think I holding the
I was only 12 or 13 when I rapped on the porch
Battling niggas up in the park, I playing no sports
Man, I the whole thing, I wasn't taking no shorts
I call up the guys, and we take a
If we catch you locking, nigga, we getting fire
Cause we tryna rock you, don't wanna see you
If we slide up on him, swiss him, he won't survive
I'm telling you niggas ready, bitch, any nigga could get it
Money, and pussy, yes, that's my religion
Proper prevents poor performance in winning
I'm from them niggas ain't hungry but they stay in the kitchen
I they mama 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, on my hoodie
I got it on me for any pussy nigga push me
If I want it, I take it, of Satan
I'm a hitter for hitters, 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 know that was waiting