Luyện nghe bài hát My Name Is Kiss

Yo, yo, I niggas wit honor and will
That'll still crush the blow up and then pass mama the bill
So I'ma always be to burn my strip
'Cause my be stuffed and I burn my tips

And it ain't no telling what the do
So when y'all go and cop vests, cop one for your too
And I'm way better than them other
But I'm stuck wit, what I'm stuck wit 'cause I don't suck

Sat with the players and I with the coaches
And always be in the hood like roaches
Flow is ferocious, dough is
Two by each lung with no holsters

And I control all the fish 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 is a hustler

He's a
I anywhere, any town, any borough, any strip, uh
He's a
I always hold it down, bankroll in 4, 5, 6 in trips

He's a
I make the paper and the F.B.I. got me on they list
why
He's a Ruff Ryder nigga, Ryde or Die
By the way, did I tell you that my name is

And I don't understand how a nigga could chill
When a two liter'll you so get you a mil'
Yes, I got loose ends, popping out the sunroof of the M
I'm Lou Sims

And I'ma sure they hit you wit both shorties
I think this summer's gon' be the bodies
You ask a nigga in jail if he chilling
Just sure you make all the sales in the building

'Cuz now niggas think it's all right to
And you could put out garbage and it might, could sell
A lotta be petty and shiest
But that's only 'til you treat 'em like a
And they life

This is a threat, when I you, listen to death
And if I run out of money, my wrist is a bet
And the streets said they wanted Kiss
Up north niggas pop me in and do a more dips

a hustler
I anywhere, any town, any borough, any strip, uh
He's a
I always hold it down, getting in 4, 5, 6 in trips

a gangster
I always make the paper and the F.B.I. got me on list
why
He's a Ruff nigga, Ryde or Die nigga
By the way, did I you that my name is Kiss?

Yo, it's dope money or rap money, gamble the shit
Trey pounds of Mauseburgs, handle the
Got too big for the city, brought in the Feds
So we across the map and brought in the bread

Niggas chill for a and a half, no ruckus
Got the of baggers and all of the gun busters
And you know how it go 'cuz it change
Everybody got a and a alias name

We don't smoke we hustle and none of us talk
to back 'til we home, we can front in New York
'Cuz some of us is running court
Smoking weed, mumbling
Trying to stay humble for

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 break for they pack money, then give it back, uh

a hustler
I anywhere, any town, any borough, any strip, uh
a gambler
I always hold it down, getting in 4, 5, 6 in trips

a gangster
I make the paper and the F.B.I. got me on they list
why
He's a Ruff Ryder nigga, Ryde or Die
By the way, did I tell you that my name is

He's a
I anywhere, any town, any borough, any strip, uh
a gambler
I hold it down, getting bankroll in 4, 5, 6 in trips

a gangster
I always make the and the F.B.I. got me on they list
why
He's a Ruff Ryder nigga, or Die nigga
By the way, did I you that my name is Kiss?