Luyện nghe bài hát My Name Is Kiss

Yo, yo, I know niggas wit and will
That'll still crush the blow up and then pass they mama the
So I'ma be able to burn my strip
'Cause my bags be stuffed and I burn my

And it ain't no telling the snub'll do
So when go and cop vests, cop one for your mother too
And I'm way better them other dudes
But I'm stuck wit, I'm stuck wit 'cause I don't suck dick

Sat with the players and I stood with the
And I'ma be in the hood like roaches
Flow is ferocious, is ferocious
Two guns by each lung no holsters

And I control all the scale in the city
And still make your first sales look pretty
I come through, all you hear is chip in the
And you could ask anybody if the Kiss is a

He's a
I anywhere, any town, any borough, any strip, uh
a gambler
I always hold it down, bankroll 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 is Kiss?

And I don't how a broke nigga could 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 make sure they hit you wit both shorties
I this summer's gon' be the most bodies
You ask a nigga in jail if he chilling
Just make sure you make all the sales in the

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

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

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 make the paper 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 tell you that my is Kiss?

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

Niggas for a month and a half, no ruckus
Got the of baggers and all of the gun busters
And you know how it go 'cuz it rarely'll
got a license and a alias name

We don't smoke when we hustle and none of us
Back to 'til we home, we can front in New York
'Cuz some of us is from court
Smoking weed, thoughts
Trying to stay for shorts

We could do this the mob way and you on both cheeks
Or do it the hard way and shoot through your gold
Stand on any block, play Cee-lo and
And break niggas for pack money, then give it back, uh

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

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

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

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