Luyện nghe bài hát Kiss Of Death

They tryin-they 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 of rap, my stocks is high
And it was all of, so stop the lies
Mothafuck as'll blow your out, and watch you bleed
The same niggaz that you trust, let 'em your seed
You got a dead niggaz, money don't stop the
That's why now I gotta 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, inhalin' the lye
And to my wake high, when your tellin' me bye
What around comes 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 shootin' at 'cha people

I'm lookin' for the 'cuz money's the root of evil
And 'Kiss won't be 'til my Bezel look see-thru
Until I flood N Y pediquo and diesle
Catch me the top, off my whip
my gun while 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', quite when the God speakin'
Squeeze my joint, 'til my mothafuckin' palm
And nevermind who the lox'll sign to right
What do it make nigga?
Just listen to the nigga 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
push the drop, rock the ice, get the hoes
Jay to the mmwwaa got the smash on the
Kiss got the label's tellin' 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 land heaven or hell?
'Cuz the niggaz made promises, most of them fell
If you hungry, I got some niggaz servin' the shells
With no sauce, and they silver, only one to kill you
It's a small world, so you better your 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 around me

all-a-y'all cowards, I consider you lames
Had to save my lunch money 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, a nigga down, take his rope
Now we-a, heat a nigga down, his coke
And you can call me if you wanna bye thangs
I get 'em half-price 'cuz papi know my

Call me, Jay to the
And you got in your livin room, I got in my car
'Cept for the bar I try to put a little away
you know they 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 I know that's right
And the outside nigga can't fuck up my c'mon

Jay to the mmwwaa, coke, ryde or die
Kiss hand-wash money, let it dry
Jay to the mmwwaa, keep cowards on their
push the drop, rock 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 when you Jay to the mmwwaa, you to the death
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