Luyện nghe bài hát Kiss Of Death

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

I'm like the Dow of rap, my stocks is high
And it never was all of, so stop the
Mothafuck as'll blow your brains out, and watch you
The niggaz that you trust, let 'em watch your seed
You got a dead niggaz, money stop the greed
why now I gotta rock my vest, pop my 3
And die first, may God forgive
The nigga who lives, sometimes you gotta handle biz

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

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

I run a few parolees, all thieves, that rocks ice
Blue pacholies and
At the mob meetin', keep quite the God speakin'
Squeeze my joint, 'til my mothafuckin' palm
And nevermind who the sign to that's right
difference do it make nigga?
Just listen to the tape 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
push the drop, rock the ice, get the hoes
Jay to the mmwwaa got the on the block
Kiss got the tellin' niggaz not to drop tell 'em

you get, you really don't expect naw
'Cuz when you Jay to the mmwwaa, you to the death

Yeah, Yo, Yo
I wanna know, is the promise land heaven or
'Cuz the niggaz that made promises, 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 your secrets
And easy to get money, but it's hard to keep it
Never was the one that like to no bitch
All I do is try to keep niggaz me rich

all-a-y'all cowards, I consider you lames
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 then
U know, beat a down, take his rope
Now we-a, heat a down, take 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 everything you got in livin room, I got in my car
for the bar I try to put a little money away
'Cuz you know they say, ain't promised today
Either or strugglin', nuttin between
Or have a grimie nigga like me, fuckin' ya
And the Kiss only do shit niggaz I know that's 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
push the drop, rock the ice, get the hoes
Jay to the mmwwaa got the on the block
Kiss got the label's niggaz not to drop
you get, you really don't expect
'Cuz when you Jay to the mmwwaa, you to the death
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