Luyện nghe bài hát Kiss Of Death

They tryin-they for my head po (uh)
They're 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 is high
And it never was all of, so the lies
Mothafuckas'll blow brains out, and watch you bleed
The same niggaz you trust, let 'em watch your seed
You got a dead niggaz, money don't the greed
That's why now I gotta my vest, pop my 3
And whoever die first, may god
The nigga who lives, sometimes you gotta handle biz
To my when I die, keep inhalin' the lye
And come to my high, when your tellin' me bye
What around comes around, am I comin' or goin'?
All I'm to do is leave you numb, gunnin' or flowin'
I might the gauge, and start shootin' at 'cha people
I'm for the devil 'cause money's the root of evil
And won't be happy 'til my bezel look see-thru
Until I flood N-Y pediquo and diesle
Catch me with the top, off my
Bust my gun while it's still tucked so you hop, off my dick
I run with a few parolees, all thieves, that ice
Blue pacholies and
At the mob meetin', keep quite the God speakin'
my joint, 'til my mothafuckin' palm squeakin'
And nevermind who the lox'll to (that's right)
What difference do it make
Just 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, cowards 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 tellin' 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 land heaven or hell?
'Cause the niggaz made promises, most of them fell
If you hungry, then I got niggaz servin' the shells
no sauce, and they silver, only take one to kill you
It's a world, so you better guard your secrets
And it's easy to get money, but it's hard to it
Never was the one that like to hound no
All I do is try to niggaz around me rich
Screw cowards, I consider you lames
Had to save my lunch money just to get in the
That was back when I have a mean back-spin
And no mack-10, it was just bats
U know, a nigga down, take his rope
Now we-a, heat a nigga down, his coke
And you can call me if you wanna bye thangs
I get 'em 'cause papi know my name
me, Jay to the mmwwaa
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 promised today
bubblin' or strugglin', nuttin between
Or have a grimie nigga like me, fuckin' ya
And the Kiss do shit with niggaz I know (that's right)
And the outside nigga can't fuck up my (c'mon)

Jay to the mmwwaa, hustle coke, or die (uh)
Kiss hand-wash money, let it dry (uh-huh)
Jay to the mmwwaa, cowards on their toes (yeah)
Kiss push the drop, 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 don't (naw)
'Cause you Jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the death