Luyện nghe bài hát Hells Kitchen

World, DJ Khaled!

Yeah, back from the
Like Michael Jackson in red jackets, with naps in my
Who's white or black, it's a rare
Get smacked if you said that I'm neck and neck with square rappers
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 plottin' to you
Sure the thought can to you
My next album flop, I'm goin pop, like Nelly
With tops dropped on Porsches
Born Sinner, not no crosses
burn a couple bridges, I'm losing by double digits
I do somethin'
Fightin' depression I'm trying my
But everytime I think about it I'm my nigga
Cried to sleep on thousand dollar sheets
I of the scent of a vendetta that's deep
I'm playing for keeps, but you 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 fish for a (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 don't ever have to pay (you see it, ay)
I fell down on my knees and 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, kitchen
Nigga you and your fake well wishing
Now get out of kitchen, hells kitchen
Tell my I'm just hopin' they'll listen
Cooking up in hells kitchen, hells
fuck you and your fake well wishing
I get out of hells kitchen, kitchen, one day, hey

Omission's usually, an to guilt
Hari 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 every crew, in a kiss
of death, let's put the rest all to tedious bits
Fucks sake you niggas emanate a feminines
Bitch nigga could never relate
Nah, cause man you niggas is
You learn that at school, or somethin'
You eaten that food, or somethin'
You sick with that flu, or somethin'
That's my word, cause every where I
When folks I known for years, that couldn't my name
And me for pics, there's something bout this game
It's somethin' for the bitches, it's for the bitches

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 don't ever have to pay (you see it, ay)
I fell down on my knees and I prayed
'Cause heaven a million miles away
I dreamed of all the things I would say
On day
But for now I'm cooking up in kitchen, hells kitchen
fuck you and your fake well wishing
Now get out of hells kitchen, kitchen
my story I'm just hopin' they'll listen
Cooking up in kitchen, hells kitchen
fuck you and your fake well wishing
I get out of hells kitchen, kitchen, one day, hey