Luyện nghe bài hát Kiss of Death

Ahh!! they tryin-they comin' for my head po (uh) they're tryin' to put pressure on a nigga huh, short notice (uh-huh) got sumpin' for them though (uh-huh) yo

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I'm the dow jones of rap, my stocks is high
And it never was all of, so stop the
Mothafuckas'll blow your out, and watch you bleed
The same that you trust, let 'em watch your seed
You got a dead niggaz, money don't the greed
That's why now I gotta my vest, pop my 3
And whoever die first, may God
The nigga who lives, sometimes you gotta handle biz
To my when I die, keep inhalin' the lye
And come to my wake high, when tellin' me bye
What goes around comes around, am I comin' or
All I'm tryin' to do is you numb, gunnin' or flowin'
I might cock-back the gauge, and start shootin' at people
I'm lookin for the ''cause money's the root of evil
And 'kiss won't be happy my bezel look see-thru
Until I flood n-y with and diesle
Catch me the top, off my whip
my gun while it's still tucked so you could hop, off my dick
I run with a few parolees, all thieves, that ice blue pacholies and rolies
At the mob meetin', keep quite when the God
Squeeze my joint, my mothafuckin' palm squeakin'
And who the lox'll sign to (that's right)
What difference do it make nigga? just to the tape nigga (c'mon)

Jay to the mmwwaa, hustle coke, or die (uh)
Kiss money, let it drip dry (uh-huh)
Jay to the mmwwaa, cowards on their toes (yeah)
Kiss push the drop, the ice, get the hoes (uh)
Jay to the mmwwaa got the on the block (uh-huh)
got the label's tellin' niggaz not to drop (tell 'em)
Everthing you get (uh-huh), you really don't (naw)
''cause you jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the death

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Yeah, yo, yo I wanna know, is the land heaven or hell?
''cause the that made promises, most of them fell
If you hungry, then I got some niggaz the shells
no sauce, and they silver, only take one to kill you
It's a world, so you better guard your secrets
And it's easy to get money, but it's to keep it
Never was the one like to hound no bitch
All I do is try to niggaz around me rich
Screw all-a-y'all cowards, I you lames
Had to save my money just to get in the game
That was back I used-ta have a mean back-spin
And no mack-10, it was just bats
U know, beat a nigga down, take his
Now we-a, heat a nigga down, take his
And you can call me if you wanna bye thangs
I get 'em half-price papi know my name
Call me, jay to the mmwwaa and you got in your livin room,
I got in my car for the bar
I try to put a little money
''cause you know say, tommorrow ain't promised today
Either bubblin' or strugglin', between
Or have a grimie nigga like me, ya queen
And the kiss only do shit niggaz I know (that's right)
And the nigga can't fuck up my flow (c'mon)

Jay to the mmwwaa, hustle coke, ryde or die kiss hand-wash money, let it drip dry jay to the mmwwaa, keep cowards on their toes kiss push the drop, the ice, get the hoes jay to the mmwwaa g
E smash on the block kiss got the label's tellin' niggaz not to drop everthing you get, you really expect ''cause when you jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the death uh