Luyện nghe bài hát Hells Kitchen

World, DJ Khaled!

Yeah, back from the
Michael Jackson in red jackets, with 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 got plantinum plaques, and an air mattress
No for furniture shopping, too busy burnin' you
Watching you, you
Word to Pac, I'm to murder you
Sure the can occur to you
My album flop, then I'm goin pop, like Nelly
With tops on convertible Porsches
Sinner, not burning no crosses
Might burn a couple bridges, I'm by double digits
I gotta do
Fightin' depression I'm my nigga
But everytime I think about it I'm my nigga
Cried myself to sleep on thousand sheets
I of the scent of a vendetta that's deep
I'm playing for keeps, but you ain't I'd bounce back
They love to hear black nigga count stacks, stacks

Forty in my pocket (you see it)
twenty 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 down on my knees 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 fake well
Now get out of hells kitchen, kitchen
Tell my story I'm just they'll listen
Cooking up in hells kitchen, hells
Nigga fuck you and your well wishing
I get out of hells kitchen, 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 the fifth
There's a Judas in every crew, in a kiss
Kiss of death, put the rest all to tedious bits
Fucks sake you emanate a feminines traits
Bitch nigga when could relate
Nah, man you niggas is birds
You learn that at school, or somethin'
You that bird food, or somethin'
You with that bird flu, or somethin'
That's my word, every where I turn
When folks I known for years, that couldn't pronounce my
And asking me for pics, something bout this game
somethin' for the bitches, it's somethin' for the bitches

Forty in my pocket (you see it)
twenty 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 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 down on my and yeah I prayed
heaven seems a million miles away
I dreamed of all the things that I say
On day
But for now I'm cooking up in hells kitchen, kitchen
Nigga you and your fake well wishing
Now get out of kitchen, hells kitchen
Tell my story I'm hopin' they'll listen
Cooking up in kitchen, hells kitchen
Nigga fuck you and fake well wishing
I get out of kitchen, hells kitchen, one day, hey