Luyện nghe bài hát Kiss Of Death

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

I'm like the Dow Jones of rap, my stocks is
And it was all of, so stop the lies
Mothafuckas'll blow brains out, and watch you bleed
The same niggaz that you trust, let 'em watch seed
You got a niggaz, money don't stop the greed
why now I gotta rock my vest, pop my 3
And die first, may god forgive
The nigga who lives, sometimes you gotta your 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, gunnin' or
I might cock-back the gauge, and start shootin' at 'cha
I'm lookin for the devil money's the root of evil
And 'Kiss won't be happy 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 a few parolees, all thieves, that rocks ice
Blue pacholies and
At the mob meetin', keep quite when the God
my joint, 'til my mothafuckin' palm squeakin'
And nevermind who the lox'll to (that's right)
difference do it make nigga?
Just listen to the tape (c'mon)

Jay to the mmwwaa, hustle coke, or die (uh)
Kiss money, let it drip 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 got the smash 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 when you Jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the

Yeah, Yo, Yo
I wanna know, is the promise land heaven or
'Cause the niggaz that promises, most of them fell
If you hungry, then I got niggaz servin' the shells
With no sauce, and they silver, only one to kill you
It's a small world, so you guard your 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 around me
Screw all-a-y'all cowards, I you lames
Had to save my lunch just to get in the game
That was when 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, heat a down, take his coke
And you can me if you wanna bye them thangs
I get 'em half-price 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 little money
'Cause you know say, tommorrow ain't promised today
Either bubblin' or strugglin', 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 nigga 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, cowards on their toes (yeah)
Kiss the drop, rock 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)
you get (uh-huh), you really don't expect (naw)
'Cause when you Jay to the mmwwaa, you to the death