Luyện nghe bài hát Hells Kitchen

World, DJ Khaled!

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

Forty in my pocket (you see it)
Another 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 thought I'd see the day (you see it, ay)
They put a on my head (you see it)
But they ever have to pay (you see it, ay)
I fell down on my and yeah I prayed
'Cause heaven seems a million miles
I dreamed of all the things that I 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 I'm just hopin' they'll listen
Cooking up in hells kitchen, kitchen
fuck you and your fake well wishing
I get out of kitchen, hells kitchen, one day, hey

Omission's usually, an to guilt
Kari yourself, all the way to the hilt
You get nothin', no
Zip, zero,
We don't 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
Fucks sake you niggas a feminines traits
Bitch nigga when could never
Nah, cause man you niggas is
You learn that at bird school, or
You eaten that bird food, or
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 me for pics, there's something bout this game
It's somethin' for the bitches, it's somethin' for the

Forty in my pocket (you see it)
twenty on the way (you see it, ay)
I got a fish for a (you see it, uh)
hundred for the Jays (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 on my head (You see it)
But don't ever have to pay (you see it, ay)
I fell on my knees and yeah I prayed
'Cause heaven a million 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 well
Now get out of hells kitchen, hells
Tell my I'm just hopin' they'll listen
up in hells kitchen, hells kitchen
Nigga fuck you and fake well wishing
I get out of kitchen, hells kitchen, one day, hey