ll happen to go off tonight Don't worry about me I'll be alright Niggas can waste ammo firin' at me Cause i'm god's child theres angels around me Some
'll happen to go off tonight Don't worry about me I'll be alright Niggas can waste ammo firin' at me Cause i'm god's child theres angels around me Some
Traduzione: DJ Kay Slay. Angels Around Me (Featuring G-unit \u0026amp; 50 Cent).
Traduzione: G-Unit. Angels Around Me.
happen to go off tonight Don't worry about me I'll be alright Niggas can waste ammo firin' at me Cause i'm god's child theres angels around me Some
pray like this I break mics in half, shit realism Fuck Moet and baguettes, that get paid off or get laid off, I spray New York I'm an angel, at war with
[Verse One: Chino XL, Ras Kass] You prayed for me and I came! How far you niggaz wanna push me? I'm leaving the crowds happy like OJ Simpson when he
(Featuring G-Unit/50 Cent) [50 Cent] G-UNIT! Haha.. haha [Chorus x2: 50 Cent] If, some shots should happen to go off tonight Don't worry about me,
We do or die [Whoo Kid:] Black Wall Street, west coast, non stop [Verse 2: The Game] Straight out the muthafuckin town of gin With my blues on, G Unit
more than match it. {ANGEL! } - YOU BASTARD! [gunshot] [Chorus:] Them niggas don't like me! (like me...) (nah!) I'm gettin' money and I'm icey! (icey...) (uh-huh!) {G-UNIT
Hook] [Layzie Bone] Everyday the devil at me And I wish the Lord throw a Hummer at me, I ain't happy Me and Eazy E in a B-E-N-Z, with my niggas right
The wicked is near me Dearly departed but nobody hears me Is we all gon' fall in misery? It's so serious, it bring tears to me Ears to the street,
tell you things like your my angel There's no rules when it comes to this, write down your number miss They call me Banks, my government is Chris They feel me in the burbs, love me
tryin' a get higher Another angel in a thug's body scarred and tired Going to court got a illuminati judgin' me biased Shit, I talkin' for everybody, walkin' united
to go off tonight Don't worry about me, I'll be aight Niggaz can waste ten while firin' at me 'Cause I'm God's child, there's angels around me If some
my back around these niggas 'Cause they fronting twenty years Of watching my Mama's tears Got me heated, heavily weeded Smoking that bomb 'cause I need it These niggas don't want me balling, they want me
I pray like this I break mics in half, shit realism Fuck Moet and Baguettes, that get paid off Or get laid off, I spray New York I'm an angel, at war
G-G-G-Unit Backstage at a D-12 concert A fan asked me how it feel to be walkin in Snoop's converse Niggaz show me love when they see me in the streets
