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 Life's a
your eyes It's making you cry Don't know what to do (don't know what to do) You're looking for love Calling heaven above Send me an angel Right now
me Do bleeding angels sing when close to tears? I need the answer So if you go before me would you let me know? If you go before me would you let me know
And I can be an awfully good sport. [Billy Flynn] Good, you got the idea system. Listen, you mean just one thing to me. You call me when you got $5,
't worry about me I be aight Niggaz could waiste ammo firin at me because I'm God's child there's angels around me Hook x 2 Verse 1(Young Buck) Lifes
feel You could be my star Send you an angel before it is too late 'Cause I need help to find the gate Please put your spell on me Give me X-ray eyes
this paper, G, you with me? Motherfucking right, my pocket's looking kind of tight and I'm stressed, yo Biggie let me get the vest No need for
who kill I'm too sick for a pill Man these niggas ain't real, they're real fake They say they a man but they fuckin' with real snakes That's when you
Hey Mama) See your unbreakable, unmistakable, highly capable, lady that's making loot A living legend too, just look at what heaven do, send us an angel
you think I brought these soldiers for? To send shot, like forget me not, at any nigga Respect, bitch, that figure they gon' get me got [kung fu sample
final hour Let's hope for a higher power One by one, and two by two I have ammo what about you? And at the height of thier "power" God will send an angel
' cotton But pickin' up mics and rockin' Recoppin' so I can feel richer So I started drinkin' real liquor Send me a groupie And I will stick her real
to get this paper, G, you with me? Motherfucking right, my pocket's looking kind of tight and I'm stressed, yo Biggie let me get the vest No need
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 [Verse 1: Young Buck] Life
Ya cold wanna be with me [CHORUS] Hey girl, you wanna be with me? Because I need someone to be with, someone to talk to You cold wanna be with me Because
money can buy Please send me an angel Take the Devil right out of me The locked me in this golden cage Of hate'n mendacity Money, made me a man
It get's in your eyes It's making you cry Don't know what to do Don't know what to do Looking for love Calling heaven above Send me an angel Right