Luyện nghe bài hát My Name is Kiss

1]
Yo, yo, I know niggas wit honor and
That'll still crush the blow up and pass they mama the bill
So i'ma always be able to burn my
'cause my bags be stuffed and I my tips
And it no tellin what the snub'll do
So when y'all go and cop s's cop one for your too
And I'm way better them other dudes
But I'm wit, what I'm stuck wit
'cause I don't suck
Sat the plays and I stood with the cultures
And i'ma always be in the hood roaches
Flow is ferocious, dough is
Two guns by each lung with no
And I control all the fishscale in the
And still make your week sales look pretty
I through, all you hear is chip in the muffler
And you could ask if the kiss is a hustler

[styles:] a hustler
I hustle anywhere, any town, any borough, any strip, uh
[s:] he's a
[j:] I always hold it down, gettin in 4, 5, 6 in trips
[s:] he's a
[j:] I always make the paper and the fbi got me on they list, why
he's a ruff ryder nigga, ryde or die nigga
[j:] by the way, did I tell you that my is kiss?

2]
And I don't understand how a nigga could chill
a two liter'll dust you so get you a mil
Yes I got loose ends, out the sunroof of the blue m
I'm lou sims
And i'ma make sure they hit you wit shotties
I think summer's gon be the most bodies
You never ask a in jail if he chillin
Just make you make all the sales in the building
now niggas think it's all right to tell
And you could put out some and it might could sell
Alotta be petty and sheist
But that's only til you treat 'em like a video and edit they
is a threat, when I talk you listen to death
And if I run out of money my wrist is a bet
And the streets said they more kiss
Up niggas pop me in, and do a hundred more dips

3]
Yo, whether dope money or rap money, gamble the shit
Trey pounds of mauseburgs, handle the
Got too big for the city, cops brought in the
So we across the map and brought in the bread
Niggas chill for a and a half, no ruckus
Got the pictures of and all of the gun busters
And you know how it go, it rarely'll change
Everybody got a license and a name
We don't smoke when we hustle and none of us
Back to back til we home, we can in new york
'cause some of us is runnin from
Smokin weed, thoughts
Tryin to humble for shorts
We could do this the mob way and you on both cheeks
Or do it the way and shoot through your gold teeth
Stand on any block, play and craps
And break niggas for they pack money, give it back, uh

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