Luyện nghe bài hát Angel

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

(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 ? pass me the
say I got issues
And I reply, I put my on the line for mines
And my only damn mission
When D. Ski died, of mind was hard to find
D. Ski we you, sweeped nine roadies
From rained down on me
As I write scriptures, and I'll be fine
I had a lot of hell in me
Before we took pictures, and even worse
Brothers and sisters started on me
we took them bitches, cause then you get to take em first
Brothers and started waiting on me
To represent for a hood, they never us nothing good
Ballas and killas out waiting on me
To retrieve my goods and leave me in a back wood
Heavenly father mercy on me, in these struggling times
To tell the truth, it's so hard to be righteous and let my little shine

(Chorus - 6x)

[Darkside Ballaz:
This got me pissed off, we use to be like rollies
But now it's 2000, the motherfuckers don't know me
If I'm right, pass me cause lifted up a hand 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 we stayed away from home
Over there on Konkress, kicking at the park
A blessed up niggas that's down with me to dark with
We'll again, I put this on a fiend
If possible they end up cause we gone drink again
Puffing on this dro the same no mo'
Drinking on this henne shit just ain't the no mo'
Oh, my nigga lost his life, at an age
And I cry to this day, that he could of stayed
Played the cards that he was dealt, records when it's dark
But my nigga roll in death, as the gauge on the block
And like Pac, I'ma paint a point of picture, kick it with you
some tissue, wipe my eyes cause I miss you
God my niggas, I know you still here with us niggas
Cause I could feel you, I could see you I look in the mirror
And not a word can hear you, I'm making these words clearer
You are my angel, and my nigga, the drive-by to the trigga
Chi worldwide, died on any side

(Chorus - 6x)

(*skit*)