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 niggaz though (uh-huh) yo

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I'm like the dow of rap, my stocks is high
And it was all of, so stop the lies
Mothafuckas'll blow 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 gotta my vest, pop my 3
And whoever die first, may God
The who lives, sometimes you gotta handle your biz
To my niggaz when I die, keep the lye
And come to my wake high, when tellin' me bye
What goes comes around, am I comin' or goin'?
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 devil money's the root of evil
And 'kiss won't be 'til my bezel look see-thru
Until I flood n-y pediquo and diesle
me with the top, off my whip
Bust my gun while it's still tucked so you could hop, off my
I run with a few parolees, all thieves, that ice blue pacholies and rolies
At the mob meetin', keep when the God speakin'
my joint, 'til my mothafuckin' palm squeakin'
And nevermind who the lox'll to (that's right)
difference do it make nigga? just listen 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, keep on their toes (yeah)
Kiss push the drop, rock the ice, get the (uh)
Jay to the mmwwaa got the smash on the (uh-huh)
Kiss got the label's tellin' niggaz not to (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 promise land heaven or
''cause the niggaz that made promises, most of fell
If you hungry, then I got some niggaz 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 hard 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 consider you
Had to save my lunch money to get in the game
That was back I used-ta have a mean back-spin
And no mack-10, it was just then
U know, a nigga down, take 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
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
you know they say, tommorrow ain't promised today
Either or strugglin', nuttin between
Or have a grimie nigga like me, fuckin' ya
And the only do shit with niggaz I know (that's right)
And the outside nigga can't up my flow (c'mon)

Jay to the mmwwaa, hustle coke, ryde or die kiss hand-wash money, let it 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 tellin' 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