Luyện nghe bài hát Hells Kitchen

World, DJ Khaled!

Yeah, from the dead
Like Jackson in red jackets, with naps in my head
Who's white or black, it's a rare
Get smacked if you said I'm neck and neck with these square rappers
My guest got plantinum plaques, and an air mattress
No for furniture shopping, too busy burnin' you
you, learning you
Word to Pac, I'm to murder you
the thought 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 burn a couple bridges, I'm losing by double
I do somethin'
depression I'm trying my nigga
But everytime I think about it I'm my nigga
Cried myself to sleep on thousand sheets
I reak of the scent of a vendetta deep
I'm playing for keeps, but you think I'd bounce back
They love to hear black count stacks, count stacks

Forty in my pocket (you see it)
Another on the way (you see it, ay)
I got a for a dollar (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)
put a price on my head (you see it)
But they don't ever to pay (you see it, ay)
I fell down on my knees and I prayed
'Cause heaven seems a million away
I dreamed of all the things that I say
On day
But for now I'm up in hells 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
Cooking up in hells kitchen, hells
fuck you and your fake well wishing
I get out of kitchen, hells kitchen, one day, hey

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

Forty thousand in my (you see it)
twenty 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 price on my (You see it)
But they don't have to pay (you see it, ay)
I fell down on my knees and yeah I
'Cause heaven seems a miles away
I dreamed of all the things that I say
On day
But for now I'm cooking up in hells kitchen, hells
Nigga fuck you and fake well wishing
Now get out of hells kitchen, kitchen
Tell my I'm just hopin' they'll listen
Cooking up in hells kitchen, hells
Nigga fuck you and your fake well
I get out of hells kitchen, kitchen, one day, hey