Luyện nghe bài hát Hells Kitchen

World, DJ Khaled!

Yeah, back 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 with square rappers
My guest got plantinum plaques, and an air mattress
No time for shopping, too busy burnin' you
Watching you, you
Word to Pac, I'm plottin' to you
Sure the can occur to you
My next album flop, then I'm pop, like Nelly
With tops dropped on Porsches
Sinner, not burning no crosses
Might burn a couple bridges, I'm losing by digits
I do somethin'
Fightin' depression I'm my nigga
But everytime I about it I'm cryin' my nigga
Cried myself to sleep on thousand sheets
I reak of the scent of a vendetta deep
I'm for keeps, but you ain't think I'd bounce back
They love to hear black nigga count stacks, count

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 on my head (you see it)
But they don't have to pay (you see it, ay)
I fell down on my and yeah I prayed
'Cause heaven a million miles away
I of all the things that I would say
On day
But for now I'm cooking up in kitchen, hells kitchen
Nigga fuck you and your well wishing
Now get out of hells kitchen, kitchen
Tell my story I'm 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 don't mention you lames, man I be pleadin' the
There's a Judas in crew, concealed 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 at bird school, or somethin'
You eaten that food, or somethin'
You sick that bird flu, or somethin'
That's my word, cause every where I
folks I known for years, that couldn't pronounce my name
And asking me for pics, there's something bout this
It's somethin' for the bitches, somethin' for the bitches

thousand 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 ever have to pay (you see it, ay)
I down on my knees 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 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
up in hells kitchen, hells kitchen
Nigga fuck you and your well wishing
I get out of kitchen, hells kitchen, one day, hey