Luyện nghe bài hát Hells Kitchen

World, DJ Khaled!

Yeah, back from the
Like Michael in red jackets, with naps in my head
Who's white or black, it's a package
Get smacked if you said I'm neck and neck with these square rappers
My guest room's got plantinum plaques, and an air
No time for furniture shopping, too burnin' you
Watching you, you
Word to Pac, I'm plottin' to you
the thought can occur to you
My next album flop, then I'm pop, like Nelly
With dropped on convertible Porsches
Born Sinner, not burning no
Might burn a bridges, I'm losing by double digits
I gotta do
Fightin' I'm trying my nigga
But everytime I think it I'm cryin' my nigga
myself to sleep on thousand dollar sheets
I reak of the of a vendetta that's deep
I'm playing for keeps, but you ain't think I'd back
They to hear black nigga count stacks, count stacks

thousand in my pocket (you see it)
Another on the way (you see it, ay)
I got a fish for a (you see it, uh)
hundred for the Jays (you see it, ay)
I get out the ass (you see it)
I thought I'd see the day (you see it, ay)
They put a price on my (you see it)
But they don't have to pay (you see it, ay)
I fell on my knees and yeah I prayed
heaven seems a million miles away
I of all the things that I would say
On day
But for now I'm cooking up in kitchen, hells kitchen
Nigga fuck you and fake well wishing
Now get out of hells kitchen, hells
my story I'm just hopin' they'll listen
Cooking up in hells kitchen, kitchen
Nigga fuck you and your well wishing
I get out of kitchen, hells kitchen, one day, hey

Omission's usually, an to guilt
Kari yourself, all the way to the hilt
You get nothin', no
Zip, zero,
We mention you lames, man I be pleadin' the fifth
a Judas in every crew, concealed in a kiss
Kiss of death, let's put the rest all to tedious
Fucks sake you emanate a feminines traits
Bitch nigga when could never
Nah, cause man you is birds
You learn that at bird school, or
You that bird food, or somethin'
You sick with bird flu, or somethin'
my word, cause every where I turn
When I known for years, that couldn't pronounce my name
And me for pics, there's something bout this game
It's for the bitches, it's somethin' for the bitches

Forty thousand in my (you see it)
Another on the way (you see it, ay)
I got a fish for a (you see it, uh)
hundred for the Jays (you see it, ay)
I get out the ass (you see it)
I I'd never see the day (you see it, ay)
They put a on my head (You see it)
But they don't have to pay (you see it, ay)
I fell down on my and yeah I prayed
'Cause seems a million miles away
I dreamed of all the things that I say
On day
But for now I'm cooking up in kitchen, hells kitchen
Nigga fuck you and your fake wishing
Now get out of hells kitchen, hells
Tell my story I'm just hopin' listen
up in hells kitchen, hells kitchen
Nigga you and your fake well wishing
I get out of hells kitchen, kitchen, one day, hey