Luyện nghe bài hát Kiss Of Death

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

I'm like the Dow Jones of rap, my stocks is
And it never was all of, so stop the
as'll blow your brains out, and watch you bleed
The same that 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 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 back the gauge, and start shootin' at 'cha people

I'm lookin' for the devil 'cuz money's the of evil
And 'Kiss won't be happy 'til my Bezel see-thru
Until I flood N Y with pediquo and
Catch me with the top, off my
my gun while it's still tucked so you could hop, off my dick

I run with a few parolees, all thieves, that ice
Blue pacholies and
At the mob meetin', keep quite the God speakin'
Squeeze my joint, 'til my mothafuckin' palm
And nevermind who the lox'll to that's right
difference do it make nigga?
Just to the tape nigga c'mon

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

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

Yeah, Yo, Yo
I know, is the promise land heaven 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 take one to you
It's a world, so you better guard your secrets
And easy to get money, but it's hard to keep it
Never was the one like to hound no bitch
All I do is try to niggaz around me rich

Screw cowards, I consider you lames
Had to save my lunch money just to get in the
That was back when I have a mean back-spin
And no mack-10, it was bats then
U know, beat a 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 half-price papi know my name

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

Jay to the mmwwaa, coke, ryde or die
Kiss 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
Everthing you get, you really don't
'Cuz you Jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the death
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