Luyện nghe bài hát Hells Kitchen

World, DJ Khaled!

Yeah, back the dead
Like Michael Jackson in red jackets, naps in my head
Who's or black, it's a rare package
Get smacked if you said that I'm neck and neck with these square
My guest room's got plantinum plaques, and an air
No time for shopping, too busy burnin' you
you, learning you
Word to Pac, I'm to murder you
Sure the can occur to you
My next flop, then I'm goin pop, like Nelly
tops dropped on convertible Porsches
Born Sinner, not no crosses
Might a couple bridges, I'm losing by double digits
I do somethin'
Fightin' depression I'm my nigga
But everytime I think about it I'm cryin' my
Cried myself to on thousand dollar sheets
I reak of the scent of a vendetta that's
I'm playing for keeps, but you ain't think I'd bounce
They love to hear black 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)
Five 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)
put a price on my head (you see it)
But don't ever have to pay (you see it, ay)
I down on my knees and yeah I prayed
'Cause heaven seems a miles away
I dreamed of all the that I would say
On day
But for now I'm cooking up in hells kitchen, hells
Nigga fuck you and your well wishing
Now get out of hells kitchen, kitchen
Tell my story I'm just hopin' they'll
Cooking up in hells kitchen, kitchen
Nigga fuck you and your fake wishing
I get out of hells kitchen, kitchen, one day, hey

Omission's usually, an to guilt
Hari 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 bits
Fucks sake you niggas emanate a traits
Bitch nigga when could never
Nah, cause man you is birds
You that at bird school, or somethin'
You eaten bird food, or somethin'
You sick with that flu, or somethin'
That's my word, cause every where I
When folks I known for years, that pronounce my name
And asking me for pics, there's bout this game
somethin' 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 for a dollar (you see it, uh)
Five 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 ever have to pay (you see it, ay)
I fell down on my and yeah I prayed
'Cause heaven seems a million miles
I of all the things that I would say
On day
But for now I'm cooking up in hells kitchen, hells
Nigga fuck you and your well wishing
Now get out of hells kitchen, kitchen
Tell my story I'm just hopin' they'll
Cooking up in hells kitchen, hells
Nigga you and your fake well wishing
I get out of hells kitchen, kitchen, one day, hey