Luyện nghe bài hát Kiss of Death

AHH!!

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

1]
I'm like the Dow Jones of rap, my stocks is
And it never was all of, so stop the
Mothafuckas'll blow your brains out, and you bleed
The niggaz that you trust, let 'em watch your seed
You got a dead niggaz, money don't 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 when I die, keep inhalin' the lye
And come to my wake high, when your 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 cock-back the gauge, and start shootin' at 'cha
I'm for the devil ''cause money's the root of evil
And 'Kiss won't be 'til my bezel look see-thru
I flood N-Y with pediquo and diesle
Catch me the top, off my whip
Bust my gun while it's still so you could hop, off my dick
I run a few parolees, all thieves, that rocks ice
Blue pacholies and
At the mob meetin', keep quite the God speakin'
Squeeze my joint, my mothafuckin' palm squeakin'
And nevermind who the sign to (that's right)
What difference do it nigga?
Just listen to the 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 cowards on toes (yeah)
Kiss push the drop, the ice, get the hoes (uh)
Jay to the got the smash on the block (uh-huh)
Kiss got the label's niggaz not to drop (tell 'em)
Everthing you get (uh-huh), you really don't (naw)
''cause when you Jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the

2]
Yeah, Yo, Yo
I wanna know, is the promise land heaven or
''cause the niggaz made promises, most of them fell
If you hungry, then I got some servin' the shells
no sauce, and they silver, only take one to kill you
It's a small world, so you better guard your
And easy to get money, but it's hard to keep it
was the one that like to hound no bitch
All I do is try to niggaz around me rich
all-a-y'all 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 back-spin
And no mack-10, it was just then
U know, beat a down, take his rope
Now we-a, heat a nigga down, his coke
And you can call me if you wanna bye them
I get 'em half-price ''cause papi know my
me, Jay to the mmwwaa
And everything you got in livin room, I got in my car
for the bar
I try to put a little away
''cause you know they say, ain't promised today
Either or strugglin', nuttin between
Or have a grimie like 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, coke, ryde or die
Kiss hand-wash money, let it dry
Jay to the mmwwaa, keep cowards on their
push the drop, rock the ice, get the hoes
Jay to the mmwwaa got the smash on the
Kiss got the label's tellin' niggaz not to
Everthing you get, you really don't
when you Jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the death
Uh