Luyện nghe bài hát Kiss Of Death

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

I'm like the Dow Jones of rap, my is high
And it was all of, so stop the lies
Mothafuckas'll your brains out, and watch you bleed
The same that you trust, let 'em watch your seed
You got a niggaz, money don't stop the greed
why now I gotta rock 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, keep the lye
And come to my wake high, when your me bye
What goes around around, am I comin' or goin'?
All I'm tryin' to do is you numb, gunnin' or flowin'
I might cock-back the gauge, and shootin' at 'cha people
I'm lookin for the devil money's the root of evil
And 'Kiss won't be happy 'til my bezel see-thru
Until I flood N-Y pediquo and diesle
Catch me with the top, off my
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 when the God speakin'
Squeeze my joint, my mothafuckin' palm squeakin'
And who the lox'll 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)
hand-wash 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 got the smash on the block (uh-huh)
Kiss got the label's niggaz not to drop (tell 'em)
Everthing you get (uh-huh), you really don't (naw)
'Cause you Jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the death

Yeah, Yo, Yo
I wanna know, is the promise land or hell?
'Cause the niggaz that promises, most of them fell
If you hungry, then I got some niggaz servin' the
With no sauce, and silver, only take one to kill you
It's a small world, so you guard your secrets
And easy to get money, but it's hard to keep it
Never was the one like to hound no bitch
All I do is try to niggaz around me rich
Screw cowards, I consider you lames
Had to save my money just to get in the game
was back when I used-ta have a mean back-spin
And no mack-10, it was just bats
U know, beat a nigga down, take his
Now we-a, heat a down, take his coke
And you can call me if you wanna bye them
I get 'em half-price 'cause papi know my
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
'Cause you know they say, ain't promised today
bubblin' or strugglin', nuttin between
Or have a grimie nigga 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, hustle coke, or die (uh)
Kiss hand-wash money, let it dry (uh-huh)
Jay to the mmwwaa, keep cowards on toes (yeah)
push the drop, rock the ice, get the hoes (uh)
Jay to the mmwwaa got the on the block (uh-huh)
Kiss got the label's tellin' not to drop (tell 'em)
Everthing you get (uh-huh), you don't expect (naw)
'Cause you Jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the death