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, notice (uh-huh) got sumpin' for them niggaz 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 the lies
Mothafuckas'll your brains out, and watch you bleed
The same niggaz that you trust, let 'em watch your
You got a dead niggaz, money don't the greed
That's why now I rock my vest, pop my 3
And die first, may God forgive
The who lives, sometimes you gotta handle your biz
To my niggaz when I die, inhalin' the lye
And come to my wake high, when tellin' me bye
What around comes around, am I comin' or goin'?
All I'm tryin' to do is you numb, gunnin' or flowin'
I might cock-back the gauge, and shootin' at 'cha people
I'm for the devil ''cause money's the root of evil
And 'kiss won't be happy 'til my bezel see-thru
Until I flood n-y with pediquo and
Catch me with the top, off my
Bust my gun it's still tucked so you could hop, off my dick
I run with a few parolees, all thieves, rocks ice blue pacholies and rolies
At the mob meetin', keep quite when the God
Squeeze my joint, my mothafuckin' palm squeakin'
And nevermind who the sign to (that's right)
What difference do it make nigga? just listen to the tape (c'mon)

Jay to the mmwwaa, coke, ryde or die (uh)
hand-wash money, let it drip dry (uh-huh)
Jay to the mmwwaa, cowards on their toes (yeah)
Kiss the drop, rock 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 when you jay to the mmwwaa, you to the death

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Yeah, yo, yo I wanna know, is the land heaven or hell?
the niggaz that made promises, most of them fell
If you hungry, I got some niggaz servin' the shells
With no sauce, and they silver, only take one to you
It's a small world, so you guard your secrets
And it's easy to get money, but it's to keep it
Never was the one that like to hound no
All I do is try to niggaz around me rich
Screw cowards, I consider you lames
Had to save my lunch money to get in the game
That was when I used-ta have a mean back-spin
And no mack-10, it was just bats
U know, beat a down, take his rope
Now we-a, heat a nigga down, take his
And you can call me if you wanna bye thangs
I get 'em half-price ''cause papi my name
Call me, jay to the mmwwaa and everything you got in livin room,
I got in my car for the bar
I try to put a little money
''cause you know they say, ain't promised today
Either or strugglin', nuttin between
Or have a nigga like me, fuckin' ya queen
And the kiss do shit with niggaz I know (that's right)
And the outside 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, cowards on their toes kiss push the drop, rock 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 don't expect when you jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the death uh