Luyện nghe bài hát Kiss of Death

Ahh!! 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 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 your brains out, and watch you bleed
The niggaz that you trust, let 'em watch your seed
You got a dead niggaz, money don't stop the
That's why now I rock 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 your me bye
goes around comes around, am I comin' or goin'?
All I'm tryin' to do is you numb, gunnin' or flowin'
I might the gauge, and start shootin' at 'cha people
I'm lookin for the devil ''cause money's the of evil
And 'kiss won't be happy 'til my look see-thru
I flood n-y with pediquo and diesle
Catch me with the top, off my
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 the God speakin'
my joint, 'til my mothafuckin' palm squeakin'
And who the lox'll sign to (that's right)
What do it make nigga? just listen to the tape nigga (c'mon)

Jay to the mmwwaa, coke, ryde or die (uh)
Kiss money, let it drip dry (uh-huh)
Jay to the mmwwaa, keep on their toes (yeah)
push the drop, rock the ice, get the hoes (uh)
Jay to the mmwwaa got the smash on the (uh-huh)
Kiss got the label's tellin' not to drop (tell 'em)
Everthing you get (uh-huh), you really expect (naw)
when you jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the death

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Yeah, yo, yo I know, is the promise land heaven or hell?
''cause the niggaz that promises, most of them fell
If you hungry, then I got some servin' the shells
With no sauce, and they silver, take one to kill you
a small world, so you better guard your secrets
And it's easy to get money, but it's hard to 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 lunch money to get in the game
That was back when I used-ta a mean back-spin
And no mack-10, it was just then
U know, beat a nigga down, take his
Now we-a, heat a nigga down, take his
And you can me if you wanna bye them thangs
I get 'em ''cause 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 money away
''cause you know say, tommorrow ain't promised today
Either or strugglin', nuttin between
Or have a grimie like me, fuckin' ya queen
And the kiss only do shit 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, keep cowards on their toes kiss push the drop, rock the ice, get the 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 ''cause you jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the death uh