Luyện nghe bài hát Devil's Angel

Far from a angel, like a devil
Black SUVs, metal, got my foot on the pedal
you right where you stand if I ever catch you
I can fill your back up with shells this .38 special
Won't stop till I murder every rapper, I'm replenish
Went a killing spree for years and I never repented
Father, forgive me, I and have no problem admitting
I'm like God to these bitches, my only problem's a
Got on my gloves, black on my mask
Shoot 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 lil' blow and they ride for the cash
I'm a hitter for hitters, I 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 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, it and rock him to sleep

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

Fresh off the corner where niggas hustle and it
Politicing with and fucking with bitches
But never lock and try me, the get different
They know I keep it on me and God as my witness
I been the business, think I holding the torch
I was only 12 or 13 when I first on the porch
Battling niggas up in the park, I wasn't playing no
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, then we fire
Cause we tryna rock you, don't see you alive
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, power and pussy, yes, my religion
Proper preparation prevents poor performance in
I'm from where them niggas ain't hungry but stay in the kitchen
I tell mama to pray, look, bitch, I'm God
I know I sinned in the past but I beat the
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 that push me
If I want it, I take it, angel of
I'm a hitter for hitters, just that Jesus was waiting
Black on my gloves, on my mask
It's a funeral, nigga, on the gas
Life, take it, angel of Satan
I'm a hitter for hitters, just that Jesus was waiting