Luyện nghe bài hát Kiss Of Death

They tryin-they comin' for my po (uh)
tryin' to put pressure on a nigga
Huh, notice (uh-huh)
Got for them niggaz though (uh-huh)
Yo

I'm like the Dow Jones of rap, my stocks is
And it never was all of, so the lies
Mothafuckas'll your brains out, and watch you bleed
The same niggaz that you trust, let 'em watch seed
You got a dead niggaz, money stop the greed
That's why now I gotta 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, keep the lye
And come to my wake high, your tellin' me bye
What goes comes around, am I comin' or goin'?
All I'm tryin' to do is leave you numb, or flowin'
I might cock-back the gauge, and start shootin' at people
I'm for the devil 'cause money's the root of evil
And 'Kiss won't be 'til my bezel look see-thru
Until I N-Y with pediquo and diesle
Catch me the top, off my whip
Bust my gun while still tucked so you could hop, off my dick
I run with a few parolees, all thieves, that ice
Blue and rolies
At the mob meetin', keep quite when the God
Squeeze my joint, 'til my mothafuckin' palm
And nevermind who the sign to (that's right)
What difference do it make
listen to the tape nigga (c'mon)

Jay to the mmwwaa, hustle coke, or die (uh)
Kiss money, let it drip dry (uh-huh)
Jay to the mmwwaa, keep cowards on their (yeah)
Kiss push the drop, the ice, get the hoes (uh)
Jay to the mmwwaa got the smash on the (uh-huh)
Kiss got the tellin' niggaz not to drop (tell 'em)
you get (uh-huh), you really don't expect (naw)
'Cause when you Jay to the mmwwaa, you to the death

Yeah, Yo, Yo
I wanna know, is the promise heaven or hell?
'Cause the that made promises, most of them fell
If you hungry, then I got niggaz servin' the shells
With no sauce, and silver, only take one to kill you
It's a small world, so you better guard secrets
And it's easy to get money, but it's to keep it
Never was the one that like to hound no
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 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 call me if you bye them thangs
I get 'em 'cause 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 money away
'Cause you know they say, tommorrow ain't today
bubblin' or strugglin', nuttin between
Or a grimie nigga like me, fuckin' ya Queen
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 (uh)
hand-wash money, let it drip dry (uh-huh)
Jay to the mmwwaa, keep on their toes (yeah)
Kiss push the drop, the ice, get the hoes (uh)
Jay to the mmwwaa got the smash on the (uh-huh)
Kiss got the label's niggaz not to drop (tell 'em)
Everthing you get (uh-huh), you don't expect (naw)
'Cause when you Jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the