Luyện nghe bài hát Kiss of Death

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

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I'm like the dow jones of rap, my is high
And it never was all of, so stop the
Mothafuckas'll blow your brains out, and watch you
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 rock my vest, pop my 3
And die first, may God forgive
The nigga who lives, sometimes you gotta handle biz
To my when I die, keep inhalin' the lye
And come to my wake high, your tellin' me bye
goes around comes around, am I comin' or goin'?
All I'm to do is leave you numb, gunnin' or flowin'
I might the gauge, and start shootin' at 'cha people
I'm lookin for the devil ''cause the root of evil
And 'kiss won't be happy 'til my bezel see-thru
I flood n-y with pediquo and diesle
Catch me the top, off my whip
Bust my gun it's still tucked so you could hop, off my dick
I run with a few parolees, all thieves, that rocks ice blue and rolies
At the mob meetin', keep quite when the God
Squeeze my joint, 'til my palm squeakin'
And nevermind who the 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)
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 got the smash on the block (uh-huh)
Kiss got the label's tellin' not to drop (tell 'em)
you get (uh-huh), you really don't expect (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?
''cause the niggaz that made promises, of them fell
If you hungry, then I got some servin' the shells
With no sauce, and silver, only take one to kill you
It's a small world, so you better guard your
And it's easy to get money, but it's hard to it
was the one that like to hound no bitch
All I do is try to keep around me rich
Screw all-a-y'all cowards, I consider you
Had to save my lunch money to get in the game
That was back when I have a mean back-spin
And no mack-10, it was just bats
U know, beat a nigga down, take his
Now we-a, a nigga down, take his coke
And you can call me if you wanna bye them
I get 'em half-price ''cause know my name
me, jay to the mmwwaa and everything you got in your livin room,
I got in my car for the bar
I try to put a money away
''cause you know they say, tommorrow ain't promised
Either bubblin' or strugglin', nuttin
Or have a grimie nigga me, fuckin' ya queen
And the kiss only do shit with niggaz I (that's right)
And the nigga can't fuck up my flow (c'mon)

Jay to the mmwwaa, hustle coke, ryde or die kiss money, let it drip dry jay to the mmwwaa, keep 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 niggaz not to drop everthing you get, you really don't expect ''cause when you jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the death uh