Luyện nghe bài hát Hells Kitchen

World, DJ Khaled!

Yeah, from the dead
Like Michael Jackson in red jackets, with naps in my
Who's white or black, it's a package
Get smacked if you said that I'm neck and neck these square rappers
My room's got plantinum plaques, and an air mattress
No time for furniture shopping, too burnin' you
you, learning you
Word to Pac, I'm to murder you
Sure the can occur to you
My next album flop, then I'm pop, like Nelly
With tops dropped on convertible
Sinner, not burning 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
myself to sleep on thousand dollar sheets
I reak of the of a vendetta that's deep
I'm for keeps, but you ain't think I'd bounce back
They to hear black nigga 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 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 fell on my knees and yeah I prayed
'Cause seems a million miles away
I dreamed of all the that I would say
On day
But for now I'm cooking up in hells kitchen, hells
fuck you and your fake well wishing
Now get out of hells kitchen, hells
Tell my story I'm just hopin' listen
Cooking up in kitchen, hells kitchen
Nigga fuck you and fake well wishing
I get out of hells kitchen, kitchen, one day, hey

Omission's usually, an to guilt
Hari Kari yourself, all the way to the
You get nothin', no
Zip, zero,
We don't mention you lames, man I be pleadin' the
a Judas in every crew, concealed in a kiss
Kiss of death, let's put the all to tedious bits
Fucks sake you emanate a feminines traits
Bitch nigga when could never
Nah, cause man you is birds
You learn that at school, or somethin'
You eaten that food, or somethin'
You sick with that bird flu, or
That's my word, cause every I turn
When folks I known for years, that couldn't pronounce my
And asking me for pics, there's something bout this
somethin' 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)
Five hundred for the (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 don't ever have to pay (you see it, ay)
I fell down on my knees and yeah I
'Cause heaven seems a million away
I dreamed of all the things I would say
On day
But for now I'm up in hells kitchen, hells kitchen
fuck you and your fake well wishing
Now get out of hells kitchen, kitchen
Tell my I'm just hopin' they'll listen
Cooking up in kitchen, hells kitchen
Nigga fuck you and your fake wishing
I get out of hells kitchen, kitchen, one day, hey