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 sumpin' for them niggaz (uh-huh)
Yo

I'm like the Dow Jones of rap, my stocks is
And it never was all of, so stop the
Mothafuckas'll your brains out, and watch you bleed
The niggaz that you trust, let 'em watch your seed
You got a dead niggaz, money 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 handle your biz
To my niggaz when I die, inhalin' the lye
And come to my wake high, when your me bye
goes around 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 at 'cha people
I'm lookin for the devil 'cause money's the root of
And 'Kiss won't be happy my bezel look see-thru
Until I flood N-Y with pediquo and
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, rocks ice
Blue and rolies
At the mob meetin', keep quite when the God
Squeeze my joint, 'til my mothafuckin' palm
And nevermind who the lox'll 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 money, let it drip dry (uh-huh)
Jay to the mmwwaa, cowards on their toes (yeah)
Kiss push the drop, rock the ice, get the (uh)
Jay to the got the smash on the block (uh-huh)
Kiss got the label's tellin' not to drop (tell 'em)
Everthing you get (uh-huh), you really expect (naw)
'Cause when you Jay to the mmwwaa, you kiss to the

Yeah, Yo, Yo
I wanna know, is the land heaven or hell?
the niggaz that made promises, most of them fell
If you hungry, then I got some servin' the shells
With no sauce, and they silver, only one to kill you
It's a small world, so you better your secrets
And it's easy to get money, but it's to keep it
Never was the one like to hound no bitch
All I do is try to keep around me rich
Screw all-a-y'all cowards, I you lames
Had to save my lunch money to get in the game
That was back when I used-ta have a mean
And no mack-10, it was just then
U know, beat a nigga down, his rope
Now we-a, heat a down, take his coke
And you can me if you wanna bye them thangs
I get 'em 'cause papi know my name
me, Jay to the mmwwaa
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 say, tommorrow ain't promised today
Either or strugglin', nuttin between
Or a grimie nigga like me, fuckin' ya Queen
And the only do shit with niggaz I know (that's right)
And the outside nigga fuck up my flow (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 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 tellin' niggaz 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