Luyện nghe bài hát Kiss Of Death

They comin' for my head po
tryin' to put pressure on a nigga
Huh, short
Got for them niggaz though yo

I'm like the Dow of rap, my stocks is high
And it was all of, so stop the lies
as'll blow your brains out, and watch you bleed
The same niggaz that you trust, let 'em watch your
You got a dead niggaz, don't stop the greed
That's why now I gotta my vest, pop my 3
And die first, may God forgive
The nigga who lives, you gotta 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 to do is leave you numb, gunnin' or flowin'
I might cock back the gauge, and start shootin' at 'cha

I'm lookin' for the devil 'cuz the root of evil
And 'Kiss be happy 'til my Bezel look see-thru
Until I N Y with pediquo and diesle
me with the top, off my whip
Bust my gun while still tucked 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 when the God
Squeeze my joint, 'til my mothafuckin' 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
Kiss hand-wash money, let it dry
Jay to the mmwwaa, keep cowards on toes
Kiss push the drop, rock the ice, get the
Jay to the mmwwaa got the smash on the
Kiss got the label's tellin' not to drop tell 'em

Everthing you get, you really expect naw
'Cuz when you Jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the

Yeah, Yo, Yo
I wanna know, is the promise land or hell?
'Cuz the niggaz that made promises, most of them
If you hungry, I got some niggaz servin' the shells
no sauce, and they silver, only take one to kill you
It's a world, so you better guard your secrets
And it's easy to get money, but it's to keep it
was the one that like to hound no bitch
All I do is try to keep niggaz me rich

Screw cowards, I consider you lames
Had to save my lunch just to get in the game
was back when 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 nigga down, take his
And you can call me if you wanna bye thangs
I get 'em half-price papi know my name

Call me, Jay to the
And everything you got in your room, I got in my car
'Cept for the bar I try to put a money away
you know they say, tommorrow ain't promised today
Either bubblin' or strugglin', nuttin
Or have a nigga like me, fuckin' ya Queen
And the Kiss only do shit niggaz I know that's right
And the outside nigga fuck up my flow c'mon

Jay to the mmwwaa, coke, ryde or die
hand-wash money, let it drip dry
Jay to the mmwwaa, keep on their toes
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 don't expect
'Cuz you Jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the death
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