Luyện nghe bài hát Kiss Of Death

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

I'm the Dow Jones of rap, my stocks is high
And it never was all of, so stop the
Mothafuckas'll blow your brains out, and watch you
The same niggaz that you trust, let 'em your seed
You got a dead niggaz, don't stop the greed
That's why now I gotta my vest, pop my 3
And whoever die first, may god
The who lives, sometimes you gotta handle your biz
To my niggaz when I die, 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 tryin' to do is you numb, gunnin' or flowin'
I might cock-back the gauge, and start shootin' at people
I'm lookin for the devil 'cause money's the of evil
And 'Kiss won't be happy 'til my bezel look
Until I flood N-Y with pediquo and
Catch me the top, off my whip
Bust my gun while it's tucked so you could hop, off my dick
I run with a few parolees, all thieves, rocks ice
Blue pacholies and
At the mob meetin', keep quite the God speakin'
my joint, 'til my mothafuckin' palm squeakin'
And nevermind who the sign to (that's right)
difference do it make nigga?
Just listen to the nigga (c'mon)

Jay to the mmwwaa, coke, ryde or die (uh)
Kiss hand-wash money, let it dry (uh-huh)
Jay to the mmwwaa, keep on their toes (yeah)
Kiss the drop, rock the ice, get the hoes (uh)
Jay to the mmwwaa got the on the block (uh-huh)
Kiss got the tellin' niggaz not to drop (tell 'em)
Everthing you get (uh-huh), you really don't (naw)
when you Jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the death

Yeah, Yo, Yo
I wanna know, is the promise heaven or hell?
'Cause the niggaz that made promises, most of 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 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 lunch money to get in the game
was back when 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 nigga down, his coke
And you can call me if you wanna bye them
I get 'em 'cause 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 money away
you know they say, tommorrow ain't promised today
Either or strugglin', nuttin between
Or have a grimie nigga like me, ya Queen
And the Kiss only do with 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)
Kiss money, let it drip dry (uh-huh)
Jay to the mmwwaa, keep cowards on toes (yeah)
Kiss the drop, rock the ice, get the hoes (uh)
Jay to the mmwwaa got the on the block (uh-huh)
got the label's tellin' niggaz not to drop (tell 'em)
Everthing you get (uh-huh), you really expect (naw)
when you Jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the death