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 mama the bill
So always be able to burn my strip
'Cause my bags be stuffed and I burn my

And it no telling what the snub'll do
So when y'all go and cop vests, cop one for mother too
And I'm way better them other dudes
But I'm stuck wit, what I'm stuck wit 'cause I suck dick

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

And I control all the scale in the city
And still make your week sales look pretty
I come through, all you hear is 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

a gangster
I always 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 name is

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

And I'ma make sure they hit you wit both
I think this summer's gon' be the bodies
You never ask a nigga in if he chilling
Just make sure you make all the in the building

'Cuz now think it's all right to tell
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 edit they

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

He's a
I anywhere, any town, any borough, any strip, uh
a gambler
I always hold it down, getting 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 Ryder nigga, Ryde or Die nigga
By the way, did I tell you my name 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 moved the map and brought in the bread

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

We don't smoke we hustle and none of us talk
Back to 'til we home, we can front in New York
'Cuz some of us is running court
Smoking 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 gold teeth
Stand on any block, play Cee-lo and
And break niggas for they pack money, then 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, or Die nigga
By the way, did I tell you that my is Kiss?

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

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