Luyện nghe bài hát Angel

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

(Chorus - 2x)
was this angel, whoa oh oh oh
There was this angel, and it let me go

Ballaz: Lo]
I cry in my ? me the tissue
They say I got
And I reply, I put my life on the line for
And that's my only damn
When D. Ski died, of mind was hard to find
D. Ski we miss you, sweeped roadies
From rained down on me
As I write scriptures, and I'll be fine
I had a whole lot of in me
Before we took them pictures, and even
and sisters started hating on me
After we took them bitches, cause then you get to em first
and sisters started waiting on me
To represent for a hood, never produce us nothing good
Ballas and killas out here on me
To retrieve my goods and me stinking in a back wood
Heavenly father have mercy on me, in these struggling
To tell the truth, it's so to be righteous and let my little light shine

(Chorus - 6x)

[Darkside Ballaz:
shit 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 they up a hand now
Blinded to em everytime I get the now
could get put up on it, and coming up strong
We knew right from wrong, but still we stayed away from
Over there on Konkress, kicking at the with
A blessed up that's down with me to your dark with
We'll again, I put this on a fiend
If it's possible they end up cause we gone drink
on this dro ain't the same no mo'
Drinking on this shit just ain't the same no mo'
Oh, my lost his life, at an early age
And I cry to day, wishing that he could of stayed
the cards that he was dealt, records gone when it's dark
But my nigga roll in death, as the exploded on the block
And just Pac, I'ma paint a point of picture, kick it with you
Grab tissue, wipe my eyes cause I miss you
God bless my niggas, I know you still here us niggas
Cause I could feel you, I could see you everytime I in the mirror
And not a word can you, cause I'm making these words clearer
You are my angel, and my nigga, the drive-by to the trigga
Chi worldwide, whoever on any side

(Chorus - 6x)

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