Luyện nghe bài hát Kiss Of Death

They tryin-they for my head po
tryin' to put pressure on a nigga
Huh, short
Got sumpin' for them niggaz yo

I'm like the Dow Jones of rap, my stocks is
And it never was all of, so the lies
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 stop the
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 when I die, keep inhalin' the lye
And come to my wake high, your 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 might back the gauge, and start shootin' at 'cha people

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

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

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

Everthing you get, you really expect naw
when you Jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the death

Yeah, Yo, Yo
I wanna know, is the promise 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 silver, only take one to kill you
a small world, so you better guard your secrets
And it's easy to get money, but it's to keep it
Never was the one that like to no bitch
All I do is try to niggaz 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 when I used-ta have a back-spin
And no mack-10, it was just then
U know, beat a nigga down, his rope
Now we-a, heat a nigga down, his coke
And you can call me if you wanna bye them
I get 'em half-price papi know my name

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 they say, tommorrow ain't promised today
Either bubblin' or strugglin', between
Or a grimie nigga like me, fuckin' ya Queen
And the Kiss only do shit with niggaz I know that's
And the outside nigga can't fuck up my flow

Jay to the mmwwaa, hustle coke, or die
hand-wash money, let it drip dry
Jay to the mmwwaa, keep cowards on toes
Kiss the drop, rock the ice, get the hoes
Jay to the mmwwaa got the smash on the
Kiss got the tellin' niggaz not to drop
Everthing you get, you don't expect
'Cuz when you Jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the
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