Låttexter: DJ Kayslay. Angels Around Me.

G-Unit, haha, haha

If some shots should happen 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 shots should happen 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

Life's a bitch and then you die, this couldn't be worse
I either don't eat this week, or snatch this purse
Clip hangin' out the side of my car
Commin' outta my eyes is bloodshot red, I'm high but let's ride

I ain't scared, if I die it was meant to be
He might send for you, before he send for me
Gun-butt you with the back of the baretta
The three-fifty-seven or, the black mac-eleven

We drive bulletproof Coupes nigga, go on, take your shot
We used to shoot hoops nigga, now we shoot up blocks
Got them shells with them green tips just for y'all
You can run but they comin' through them concrete walls

Banks dropped me off and show me where he live at
Think he tough, I'ma put six in his six-pack
When you hear that click-clack bitch better get back quick
One to the chest make niggaz do backflips

If some shots should happen 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 shots should happen 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

You don't think I know you niggaz want me to get murked
Get lowered in the dirt in all black with a button-downed shirt
Cold with two to the dome, the little niggaz
Don't get to see Disneyland, they'll settle for a funeral home

You don't need hoes to know that the lead's hot
I'm prepared for anything tonight as long as it's not a headshot
The bigger the rim, the bigger the tire
Hollow tips'll make him feel like a nigga on fire

Everybody gotta go, it's the truth
So I figure while I'm waitin on my turn I'ma blow up the booth
I seen niggaz in wheelchairs, eye patches and crutches
Arm slings that came home to haze and dutches

We can go there but need I shoot
Put some holes in your Fila suit
You probably hurl when you see my Coupe
I play the hood all the time 'cause I don't give a fuck
You can shoot me down but as long as I keep gettin' up, what?

If some shots should happen 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 shots should happen 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

Shootout shots ricochet, dots in that nigga dere
When your time's up, your time's up, this is real shit
On my balls till my number calls, say a prayer

Hopin' God hear - look, I don't fear man
Wanna bang out let's bang out, I don't care man
A eye for an eye, my perfect to perfections
They have me sprayin' automatics in every direction

Call me Louie Loco, nut case, oh no
I'm more like the kid that put the game in a chokehold
You stunt and I stop it, I'm makin' a profit
Every time you hear my vocals comin' out them lo-lo's
From LA to NY, on the red-eye

Teflon in my luggage, you gotta love it, I'm thuggin'
My street slang, my penitentiary posture
Got me out sellin' niggaz whole fuckin' rosters
I'm big in New York, like B.I.G. plus I runs with D R E

If some shots should happen 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 shots should happen 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