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ricky hil - angel lyrics

smoke dza:

right, right, what up rich? is dza, uh
i’m dead fresh already all i need is the wings
some big bamboos and ima do my thing
tell a heckler go to h+ll
they be blowing mines
take em to church with this heaven sent flow of mines [x3]

blessed n+ggas with bars, on some deacon sh+t
its father mc who you speaking with
judas ass n+ggas i be beefing with
(?) messing with the (?) angel on some geekin sh+t
but f+ck it this is america you got the right to
you high up wit you (?) but its a sour d cypher over here
nothing but bom bom in the joints and
now you’re feeling like bro bro i’m disappointed
ready to k!ll yourself ain’t you?
n+gga you’ll nеver see an angel
(?) been raw in this sh+t, suicide linеs
n+gga its do or die time, what up

ricky hil:

angel, angel, angel, angel, (x2)
they say sleep is the cousin of the devil
i’m waking up to nightmare’s under my stress
i got a qp of kush i ain’t smoking to stress
i be talking it (?) she be open at best
now look, white chucks dirty beat up leather
ima hippie i be down for whatever
and she’ll do whatever i tell her to
and i’ll be f+cking in a (?)
baby i got a needle to your heart
you can’t move cause you’ll bleed from the floor
pay dues cause i played my part
dza it ain’t high it ain’t sitting on mars [x2]

angel, angel, angel, angel, (x2)

- ricky hil lyrics

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