Luyện nghe bài hát Kiss Of Death

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

I'm like the Dow Jones of rap, my is high
And it never was all of, so the lies
Mothafuck as'll your brains out, and watch you bleed
The same niggaz you trust, let 'em watch your seed
You got a dead niggaz, money don't the greed
That's why now I rock my vest, pop my 3
And die first, may God forgive
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 around comes around, am I comin' or
All I'm to do is leave you numb, gunnin' or flowin'
I cock back the gauge, and start shootin' at 'cha people

I'm lookin' for the devil 'cuz the root of evil
And 'Kiss won't be happy my Bezel look see-thru
Until I N Y with pediquo and diesle
Catch me the top, off my whip
Bust my gun it's 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' palm
And nevermind who the sign to that's right
difference do it make nigga?
Just to the tape nigga c'mon

Jay to the mmwwaa, coke, ryde or die
hand-wash money, let it drip dry
Jay to the mmwwaa, keep cowards on toes
Kiss push the drop, rock the ice, get the
Jay to the got the smash on the block
Kiss got the label's tellin' not to drop tell 'em

Everthing you get, you don't expect naw
when you Jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the death

Yeah, Yo, Yo
I wanna know, is the promise land heaven or
'Cuz the that made promises, most of them fell
If you hungry, I got some niggaz servin' the shells
With no sauce, and silver, only take one to kill you
It's a small world, so you better guard secrets
And it's easy to get money, but it's to keep it
Never was the one that to hound no bitch
All I do is try to keep niggaz me rich

Screw all-a-y'all cowards, I consider you
Had to my lunch money just to get in the game
That was back when I used-ta have a mean
And no mack-10, it was just bats
U know, beat a nigga down, his rope
Now we-a, a nigga down, take his coke
And you can call me if you wanna bye them
I get 'em half-price 'cuz know my name

Call me, Jay to the
And everything you got in livin room, I got in my car
'Cept for the bar I try to put a little money
'Cuz you know say, tommorrow ain't promised today
Either bubblin' or strugglin', between
Or have a grimie nigga like me, fuckin' ya
And the Kiss only do shit with niggaz I know that's
And the outside 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 on their toes
Kiss the drop, rock the ice, get the hoes
Jay to the got the smash on the block
Kiss got the tellin' niggaz not to drop
you get, you really don't expect
'Cuz you Jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the death
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