Luyện nghe bài hát Kiss of Death

AHH!!

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

1]
I'm like the Dow Jones of rap, my stocks is
And it never was all of, so 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 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 your biz
To my niggaz I die, keep inhalin' the lye
And to my wake high, when your tellin' me bye
What goes around comes around, am I comin' or
All i'm tryin' to do is you numb, gunnin' or flowin'
I might cock-back the gauge, and start shootin' at people
I'm for the devil ''cause money's the root of evil
And 'Kiss won't be happy 'til my bezel see-thru
Until I flood N-Y pediquo and diesle
Catch me with the top, off my
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
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)
What difference do it nigga?
Just listen to the nigga (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)
push the drop, rock the ice, get the hoes (uh)
Jay to the mmwwaa got the 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)
when you Jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the death

2]
Yeah, Yo, Yo
I wanna know, is the promise land heaven or
''cause the niggaz that promises, most of them fell
If you hungry, then I got niggaz servin' the shells
With no sauce, and they silver, only take one to 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 keep niggaz around me
Screw all-a-y'all cowards, I consider you
Had to save my 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, his rope
Now we-a, a nigga 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 livin room, I got in my car
for the bar
I try to put a little money
''cause you know they say, tommorrow ain't promised
bubblin' 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 nigga can't up my flow (c'mon)

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