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 white or black, it's a rare
Get if you said that I'm neck and neck with these square rappers
My guest got plantinum plaques, and an air mattress
No time for furniture shopping, too busy you
Watching you, you
to Pac, I'm plottin' to murder you
Sure the thought can to you
My album flop, then I'm goin pop, like Nelly
With tops dropped on 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 it I'm cryin' my nigga
Cried myself to sleep on dollar sheets
I of the scent of a vendetta that's deep
I'm playing for keeps, but you ain't think I'd bounce
love to hear black nigga count stacks, count stacks

Forty thousand in my (you see it)
twenty 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 I'd never see the day (you see it, ay)
They put a price on my (you see it)
But they don't ever to pay (you see it, ay)
I fell on my knees and yeah I prayed
'Cause heaven seems a million 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 fake well wishing
Now get out of hells kitchen, kitchen
my story I'm just hopin' they'll listen
Cooking up in hells kitchen, hells
Nigga fuck you and your fake wishing
I get out of hells kitchen, 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
There's a Judas in crew, concealed in a kiss
Kiss of death, put the rest all to tedious bits
Fucks sake you niggas emanate a traits
Bitch nigga when could never
Nah, man you niggas is birds
You that at bird school, or somethin'
You that bird food, or somethin'
You sick that bird flu, or somethin'
That's my word, cause where I turn
When folks I for years, that couldn't pronounce my name
And asking me for pics, there's something bout this
It's somethin' for the bitches, it's for the bitches

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)
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 miles
I of all the things that I would say
On day
But for now I'm up in hells kitchen, hells kitchen
Nigga fuck you and fake well wishing
Now get out of hells kitchen, kitchen
Tell my story I'm just hopin' they'll
Cooking up in kitchen, hells kitchen
fuck you and your fake well wishing
I get out of hells kitchen, kitchen, one day, hey