Lirik Lagu Angel - Sporty Thievz
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An angel an immortal spiritual creature attendant upon God.An angel a guardian sent to overlook [echoes]
(Verse 1)Ay yo for you crooked cops the thug life lookin noxWife cooking rocks I'm on lookout but couldn't watchIt's terrible the scenario got me going till it's burialKept it stereo so we buried him with his radioSome niggas robbed him and shot him took his hat keysLeft his head a hole in the front, with no backpieceI'm stressin', some voices on both sides of my headOne says, "chill," the other's like, "them niggas gotta be dead"Instead we all went to they block, 'bout to flip on a clipThe full clip in my shit, and tight grip on the pitThe serious slow, them kids was curious and shooklike, "who's that with the clenched fist tryin to pinch the crook?""Who killed my man last week? Y'all niggas is asked, man, speak!"Before I could shoot this old man put his hands on my damn heatHe said, "I was sent as your guardian, you're the only one that can see meKilling him won't bring your friend back to life, son, believe me"
(Chorus)I'm your AngelYou're my Angel
(Verse 2)Yo, I'm in the crib, high, lazy, blastin' my new Jay-ZShorty I fuck with starts buzzin' my hip crazyCall her back, "You horny again??" lemme find outShe's crying all hysterical I couldn't get a line outSaid her baby father wreckless, jealous over the necklaceBeat her up good and peeled of in a Lexus"Shorty, I'm over there, sit still, just chill"In the Ac', pedal floored with the gat onboardThat's when I heard, "You willing to meet the law for a broad?"What the...Grabbed my heat, "Who the FUCK in my back seat?"He said, "Be cool, nigga, right now you a fool, niggaPass it up, 'cuz she might be settin' your ass up or whatYou and son bump heads, get to clappin'Get locked up for life and it could've been avoidedBut your male pride destroyed it, eager to bust chromeYou need to bust a U-ey, son, and go the FUCK back home."
(Chorus)
What should I do to this kid right here?This kid right here is soft, man.Bitch ass nigga, watch this, watch this...
(Verse 3)This kid ran up on the next, attempting to front on him [yo]Got so close to money's face looked like he put his toungue on himBlew the blunt on him, swung on him, spit a lung on himTaking money's stuff off him, heard "Ayo, get the fuck off him!"Get off him? Who dat? Who said that, YOU black?"Yeah, give his jewels back, put ya tool back you fuckin' new jack.You ain't gon' use that you're a cool cat, trying to repAnd I know you ?? goin' to do something you're gon' regret [what?]Don't forget it's daylight, not late night, look 8 flights upShe's Jake's wife, snake type, better take flight [word?]or feel the snake bite, right? Bet you didn't even see herCat with the reefer peeped her, shit, I didn't see her eitherOn the phone rattin' you, pointin' at you like a statueGet rid of the gat, dude, out my face before I smack you"He laughed cool, put it down, took aim againWalking back he said hey my friend, what's your name again?
(Chorus x2)
(Verse 1)Ay yo for you crooked cops the thug life lookin noxWife cooking rocks I'm on lookout but couldn't watchIt's terrible the scenario got me going till it's burialKept it stereo so we buried him with his radioSome niggas robbed him and shot him took his hat keysLeft his head a hole in the front, with no backpieceI'm stressin', some voices on both sides of my headOne says, "chill," the other's like, "them niggas gotta be dead"Instead we all went to they block, 'bout to flip on a clipThe full clip in my shit, and tight grip on the pitThe serious slow, them kids was curious and shooklike, "who's that with the clenched fist tryin to pinch the crook?""Who killed my man last week? Y'all niggas is asked, man, speak!"Before I could shoot this old man put his hands on my damn heatHe said, "I was sent as your guardian, you're the only one that can see meKilling him won't bring your friend back to life, son, believe me"
(Chorus)I'm your AngelYou're my Angel
(Verse 2)Yo, I'm in the crib, high, lazy, blastin' my new Jay-ZShorty I fuck with starts buzzin' my hip crazyCall her back, "You horny again??" lemme find outShe's crying all hysterical I couldn't get a line outSaid her baby father wreckless, jealous over the necklaceBeat her up good and peeled of in a Lexus"Shorty, I'm over there, sit still, just chill"In the Ac', pedal floored with the gat onboardThat's when I heard, "You willing to meet the law for a broad?"What the...Grabbed my heat, "Who the FUCK in my back seat?"He said, "Be cool, nigga, right now you a fool, niggaPass it up, 'cuz she might be settin' your ass up or whatYou and son bump heads, get to clappin'Get locked up for life and it could've been avoidedBut your male pride destroyed it, eager to bust chromeYou need to bust a U-ey, son, and go the FUCK back home."
(Chorus)
What should I do to this kid right here?This kid right here is soft, man.Bitch ass nigga, watch this, watch this...
(Verse 3)This kid ran up on the next, attempting to front on him [yo]Got so close to money's face looked like he put his toungue on himBlew the blunt on him, swung on him, spit a lung on himTaking money's stuff off him, heard "Ayo, get the fuck off him!"Get off him? Who dat? Who said that, YOU black?"Yeah, give his jewels back, put ya tool back you fuckin' new jack.You ain't gon' use that you're a cool cat, trying to repAnd I know you ?? goin' to do something you're gon' regret [what?]Don't forget it's daylight, not late night, look 8 flights upShe's Jake's wife, snake type, better take flight [word?]or feel the snake bite, right? Bet you didn't even see herCat with the reefer peeped her, shit, I didn't see her eitherOn the phone rattin' you, pointin' at you like a statueGet rid of the gat, dude, out my face before I smack you"He laughed cool, put it down, took aim againWalking back he said hey my friend, what's your name again?
(Chorus x2)
