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 then pass they mama the
So i'ma always be able to my strip
'cause my bags be and I burn my tips
And it ain't no what the snub'll do
So y'all go and cop s's cop one for your mother too
And I'm way better them other dudes
But I'm wit, what I'm stuck wit
'cause I don't dick
Sat with the plays and I stood with the
And always be in the hood like roaches
Flow is ferocious, dough is
Two guns by lung with no holsters
And I control all the in the city
And make your first week sales look pretty
I come through, all you is chip in the muffler
And you could ask anybody if the kiss is a

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

2]
And I don't understand how a broke nigga chill
When a two 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 sure they hit you wit both shotties
I this summer's gon be the most bodies
You never ask a in jail if he chillin
Just make sure you all the sales in the building
'cause now niggas think it's all right to
And you could put out some and it might could sell
Alotta niggas be petty and
But that's til you treat 'em like a video and edit they life
This is a threat, when I talk you listen to
And if I run out of money my wrist is a bet
And the streets said wanted more kiss
Up north pop me in, and do a hundred more dips

3]
Yo, it's dope money or rap money, gamble the shit
pounds of mauseburgs, handle the shit
Got too big for the city, brought in the feds
So we moved across the map and in the bread
Niggas for a month 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 smoke when we hustle and none of us talk
Back to til we home, we can front in new york
'cause some of us is runnin court
Smokin weed, thoughts
to stay humble for shorts
We do this the mob way and kiss you on both cheeks
Or do it the hard way and shoot through your gold
on any block, play cee-lo and craps
And niggas for they pack money, then give it back, uh

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