Luyện nghe bài hát My Name Is Kiss

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

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

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

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

a hustler
I anywhere, any town, any borough, any strip, uh
a gambler
I hold 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 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 dust you so get you a
Yes, I got loose ends, popping out the sunroof of the M
I'm like Lou

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

'Cuz now niggas think it's all to tell
And you could put out some garbage and it might, could
A lotta niggas be and shiest
But that's only you treat 'em like a video
And edit life

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

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

chill for a month and a half, no ruckus
Got the pictures of 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 when we hustle and none of us
Back to back 'til we home, we can front in New
some of us is running from court
Smoking weed, mumbling
Trying to humble for shorts

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

a hustler
I anywhere, any town, any borough, any strip, uh
a gambler
I always hold it down, 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 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
He's a
I always it down, getting 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, Ryde or Die
By the way, did I you that my name is Kiss?