Luyện nghe bài hát Hells Kitchen

World, DJ Khaled!

Yeah, from the dead
Like Michael Jackson in red jackets, with naps in my
Who's white or black, a rare package
Get smacked if you said that I'm and neck with these square rappers
My guest got plantinum plaques, and an air mattress
No time for furniture shopping, too busy you
you, learning you
Word to Pac, I'm to murder you
the thought can occur to you
My next album flop, then I'm goin pop, Nelly
With dropped on convertible Porsches
Sinner, not burning no crosses
Might burn a couple bridges, I'm losing by digits
I do somethin'
depression I'm trying my nigga
But everytime I think about it I'm my nigga
Cried to sleep on thousand dollar sheets
I reak of the of a vendetta that's deep
I'm playing for keeps, but you ain't think I'd back
They love to hear black nigga stacks, count stacks

Forty in my pocket (you see it)
twenty on the way (you see it, ay)
I got a for a dollar (you see it, uh)
Five hundred for the (you see it, ay)
I get out the ass (you see it)
I I'd never see the day (you see it, ay)
They put a price on my (you see it)
But they ever have to pay (you see it, ay)
I fell down on my and yeah I prayed
'Cause heaven a million miles away
I of all the things that I would say
On day
But for now I'm cooking up in kitchen, hells kitchen
Nigga fuck you and fake well wishing
Now get out of kitchen, hells kitchen
Tell my story I'm just hopin' they'll
Cooking up in kitchen, hells kitchen
Nigga you and your fake well wishing
I get out of hells kitchen, kitchen, one day, hey

Omission's usually, an admission to
Kari yourself, all the way to the hilt
You get nothin', no
Zip, zero,
We mention you lames, man I be pleadin' the fifth
There's a Judas in crew, concealed in a kiss
Kiss of death, let's put the rest all to tedious
sake you niggas emanate a feminines traits
Bitch nigga when could relate
Nah, cause man you niggas is
You learn that at school, or somethin'
You eaten bird food, or somethin'
You sick with bird flu, or somethin'
That's my word, cause every where I
When I known for years, that couldn't pronounce my name
And asking me for pics, there's something bout this
It's for the bitches, it's somethin' for the bitches

thousand in my pocket (you see it)
Another on the way (you see it, ay)
I got a fish for a (you see it, uh)
Five hundred for the (you see it, ay)
I get out the ass (you see it)
I thought I'd see the day (you see it, ay)
put a price on my head (You see it)
But they don't ever to pay (you see it, ay)
I fell on my knees and yeah I prayed
'Cause heaven seems a miles away
I dreamed of all the things I would say
On day
But for now I'm cooking up in hells kitchen, hells
Nigga fuck you and your fake wishing
Now get out of hells kitchen, hells
Tell my story I'm just hopin' listen
Cooking up in hells kitchen, kitchen
Nigga fuck you and your well wishing
I get out of hells kitchen, kitchen, one day, hey