Luyện nghe bài hát Kiss of Death

AHH!!

They tryin-they for my head po (uh)
They're tryin' to put pressure on a
Huh, short (uh-huh)
Got sumpin' for niggaz though (uh-huh)
Yo

1]
I'm like the Dow Jones of rap, my is high
And it was all of, so stop the lies
blow your brains out, and watch you bleed
The same that you trust, let 'em watch your seed
You got a dead niggaz, money stop the greed
why now I gotta rock my vest, pop my 3
And whoever die first, may god
the nigga who lives, sometimes you handle your biz
To my niggaz when I die, keep the lye
And come to my high, when your tellin' me bye
What goes around around, am I comin' or goin'?
All i'm tryin' to do is leave you numb, or flowin'
I might the gauge, and start shootin' at 'cha people
I'm for the devil ''cause money's the root of evil
And won't be happy 'til my bezel look see-thru
I flood N-Y with pediquo and diesle
Catch me with the top, off my
Bust my gun while it's still tucked so you hop, off my dick
I run a few parolees, all thieves, that rocks ice
Blue pacholies and
At the mob meetin', quite when the God speakin'
Squeeze my joint, my mothafuckin' palm squeakin'
And who the lox'll sign to (that's right)
What difference do it make
Just listen to the tape (c'mon)

Jay to the mmwwaa, hustle coke, or die (uh)
Kiss 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 on the block (uh-huh)
Kiss got the label's tellin' not to drop (tell 'em)
Everthing you get (uh-huh), you don't expect (naw)
''cause when you Jay to the mmwwaa, you to the death

2]
Yeah, Yo, Yo
I wanna know, is the land heaven or hell?
''cause the niggaz that made promises, most of them
If you hungry, then I got some niggaz servin' the
With no sauce, and they silver, take one to kill you
It's a small world, so you guard your secrets
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 niggaz around me rich
Screw all-a-y'all cowards, I you lames
Had to my lunch money just to get in the game
That was when I used-ta have 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 down, take his coke
And you can me if you wanna bye them thangs
I get 'em ''cause papi know my name
Call me, Jay to the
And everything you got in your 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 bubblin' or strugglin', between
Or a grimie nigga like me, fuckin' ya Queen
And the Kiss only do with niggaz I know (that's right)
And the nigga can't fuck up my flow (c'mon)

Jay to the mmwwaa, hustle coke, or die
hand-wash money, let it drip dry
Jay to the mmwwaa, keep cowards on toes
Kiss push the drop, the ice, get the hoes
Jay to the mmwwaa got the smash on the
Kiss got the label's tellin' not to drop
you get, you really don't expect
''cause when you Jay to the mmwwaa, you to the death
Uh