Luyện nghe bài hát Devil's Angel

Far from a angel, more like a
Black SUVs, heavy metal, got my on the pedal
Murdering you right where you stand if I catch you
I can fill your back up shells from 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 sinned and no problem admitting
I'm like God to these bitches, my problem's a mitten
Got black on my gloves, on my mask
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 and they ride for the cash
I'm a hitter for hitters, I sold my to the streets
These motherfuckers I sold my soul to the beast
Don't give a fuck the murder rate, I'll help it increase
I got the realer shit embedded in me
If I should die now, I pray my dark soul you can keep
Cause I'm corrupted, I with killers, gangstas, elites
I'm up in this wildin' 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 nigga that push me
If I want it, I take it, angel of
I'm a hitter for hitters, just know that was waiting
Black on my gloves, on my mask
a funeral, nigga, that's on the gas
Life, take it, angel of Satan
I'm a hitter for hitters, just that 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 get different
They know that I keep it on me and God as my
I been the business, probably think I holding the
I was only 12 or 13 I first rapped on the porch
Battling 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 rock you, don't wanna see you
If we slide up on him, swiss 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 preparation poor performance in winning
I'm from where them ain't hungry but they stay in the kitchen
I tell they to pray, look, bitch, I'm God
I I sinned in the past but I beat the odds
I put in work, I did it for
Forever, I'm cursed, I been hit from the mob

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
a funeral, nigga, that's on the gas
Life, I'mma take it, of Satan
I'm a hitter for hitters, just know that was waiting