Luyện nghe bài hát Devil's Angel

Far from a angel, more like a
SUVs, heavy metal, got my foot on the pedal
Murdering you right where you if I ever catch you
I can fill your back up with from this .38 special
Won't stop till I murder every rapper, I'm replenish
Went through a killing spree for years and I repented
Father, forgive me, I sinned and no problem admitting
I'm God to these bitches, my only problem's a mitten
Got black on my gloves, on my mask
every hit, miss and I'm coming back on yo' ass
I won't hold back, blow and knock you flat on yo' ass
My lil' niggas'll blow and they for the cash
I'm a hitter for hitters, I sold my to the streets
These motherfuckers thought I sold my soul to the
Don't give a fuck about the rate, I'll help it increase
I got the gorilla shit embedded in me
If I should die now, I pray my dark soul you can keep
I'm corrupted, I hang with killers, gangstas, elites
I'm up in this bitch wildin' for Chiraq, you think?
I him in traffic, wreck it and rock him to sleep

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

Fresh off the corner where hustle and kick it
with gangstas and fucking with bitches
But never lock and try me, the shit'll get
know that I keep it on me and God as my witness
I been the business, probably I holding the torch
I was only 12 or 13 when I rapped on the porch
Battling up in the park, I wasn't playing no sports
Man, I the whole thing, I wasn't taking no shorts
I call up the guys, and we a ride
If we catch you locking, nigga, then we fire
Cause we rock you, don't wanna see you alive
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, power and pussy, yes, my religion
Proper preparation prevents performance in winning
I'm from where them niggas ain't but they 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, black on my
I got it on me for any nigga that push me
If I it, I take it, angel of Satan
I'm a hitter for hitters, just that Jesus was waiting
Black on my gloves, on my mask
a funeral, nigga, that's on the gas
Life, I'mma take it, angel of
I'm a hitter for hitters, know that Jesus was waiting