Luyện nghe bài hát Kiss of Death

Ahh!! they tryin-they comin' for my head po (uh) they're tryin' to put on a nigga huh, short 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 was all of, so stop the lies
blow your brains out, and watch you bleed
The niggaz that you trust, let 'em watch your seed
You got a dead niggaz, money stop the greed
That's why now I gotta my vest, pop my 3
And die first, may God forgive
The nigga who lives, sometimes you gotta your biz
To my niggaz when I die, keep the lye
And come to my wake high, your tellin' me bye
What goes around comes around, am I comin' or
All I'm to do is leave you numb, gunnin' or flowin'
I might cock-back the gauge, and start at 'cha people
I'm lookin for the ''cause money's the root of evil
And 'kiss won't be happy 'til my bezel see-thru
Until I 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 a few parolees, all thieves, that rocks ice blue pacholies and rolies
At the mob meetin', keep quite when the God
Squeeze my joint, 'til my mothafuckin' squeakin'
And nevermind who the sign to (that's right)
What difference do it make just listen 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 the drop, rock the ice, get the hoes (uh)
Jay to the mmwwaa got the on the block (uh-huh)
Kiss got the tellin' niggaz not to drop (tell 'em)
Everthing you get (uh-huh), you don't expect (naw)
''cause you jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the death

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Yeah, yo, yo I wanna know, is the promise heaven or hell?
''cause the niggaz that made promises, most of 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 better your secrets
And it's to get money, but it's hard to keep it
Never was the one like to hound no bitch
All I do is try to keep around me rich
Screw cowards, I consider you lames
Had to save my lunch money to get in the game
That was back when I used-ta have a mean
And no mack-10, it was just bats
U know, beat a nigga down, his rope
Now we-a, heat a down, take his coke
And you can me if you wanna bye them thangs
I get 'em half-price ''cause papi know my
Call me, jay to the mmwwaa and everything you got in your room,
I got in my car for the bar
I try to put a little money
''cause you they say, tommorrow ain't promised today
Either or strugglin', nuttin between
Or have a nigga like me, fuckin' ya queen
And the only do shit with niggaz I know (that's right)
And the outside nigga can't fuck up my (c'mon)

Jay to the mmwwaa, hustle coke, ryde or die 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 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