Luyện nghe bài hát Hells Kitchen

World, DJ Khaled!

Yeah, back the dead
Like 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 and neck with these square rappers
My guest got plantinum plaques, and an air mattress
No time for shopping, too busy burnin' you
you, learning you
Word to Pac, I'm to murder you
the thought 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 by double digits
I gotta do
Fightin' depression I'm trying my
But everytime I think it I'm cryin' my nigga
Cried to sleep on thousand dollar 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 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 thought I'd see the day (you see it, ay)
They put a on my head (you see it)
But they ever have to pay (you see it, ay)
I fell down on my knees and yeah I
'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 well wishing
Now get out of hells kitchen, kitchen
Tell my story I'm hopin' they'll listen
Cooking up in kitchen, hells kitchen
Nigga 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 don't you lames, man I be pleadin' the fifth
There's a Judas in every crew, in a kiss
Kiss of death, let's put the rest all to bits
sake you niggas emanate a feminines traits
Bitch nigga when could never
Nah, man you niggas is birds
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 I turn
folks I known for years, that couldn't pronounce my name
And me for pics, there's something bout this game
It's somethin' for the bitches, it's for the bitches

Forty thousand in my (you see it)
Another 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 thought I'd see the day (you see it, ay)
put a price 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 seems a million away
I dreamed of all the things that I 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 kitchen, hells kitchen
Tell my story I'm just hopin' listen
Cooking up in hells kitchen, hells
Nigga fuck you and your fake wishing
I get out of hells kitchen, kitchen, one day, hey