Luyện nghe bài hát Kiss Of Death

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

I'm like the Dow Jones of rap, my stocks is
And it never was all of, so the lies
Mothafuck as'll your brains out, and watch you bleed
The same niggaz that you trust, let 'em watch seed
You got a dead niggaz, money don't stop the
why now I gotta rock my vest, pop my 3
And whoever die first, may God
The who lives, sometimes you gotta handle your biz

To my niggaz I die, keep inhalin' the lye
And come to my wake high, your tellin' me bye
goes around comes around, am I comin' or goin'?
All I'm tryin' to do is leave you numb, or flowin'
I might back the gauge, and start shootin' at 'cha people

I'm lookin' for the devil money's the root of evil
And 'Kiss won't be happy 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 tucked so you hop, off my dick

I run with a few parolees, all thieves, that ice
Blue and rolies
At the mob meetin', quite when the God speakin'
Squeeze my joint, 'til my mothafuckin' squeakin'
And who the lox'll sign to that's right
What do it make nigga?
Just listen to the tape c'mon

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

you get, you really don't 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 made promises, most of them fell
If you hungry, then I got some niggaz the shells
With no sauce, and they silver, only one to kill 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 that like to hound no
All I do is try to keep around me rich

Screw all-a-y'all cowards, I consider you
Had to save my money just to get in the game
That was back I used-ta have a mean back-spin
And no mack-10, it was just bats
U know, a nigga down, take his rope
Now we-a, a nigga down, take his coke
And you can me if you wanna bye them thangs
I get 'em 'cuz 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
'Cuz you know they say, tommorrow ain't promised
Either bubblin' or strugglin', between
Or have a grimie nigga like me, ya Queen
And the Kiss only do shit with niggaz I know right
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, cowards on their toes
Kiss push the drop, rock the ice, get the
Jay to the mmwwaa got the on the block
Kiss got the label's tellin' niggaz not to
Everthing you get, you really expect
'Cuz you Jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the death
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