Luyện nghe bài hát Hells Kitchen

World, DJ Khaled!

Yeah, from the dead
Like Michael Jackson in red jackets, naps in my head
Who's or black, it's a rare package
Get smacked if you said I'm neck and neck with 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
the thought can occur to you
My album flop, then I'm goin pop, like Nelly
With dropped on convertible Porsches
Born Sinner, not burning no
Might burn a couple bridges, I'm losing by digits
I do somethin'
depression I'm trying my nigga
But I think about it I'm cryin' my nigga
Cried myself to sleep on thousand dollar
I reak of the scent of a vendetta deep
I'm for keeps, but you ain't think I'd bounce back
love to hear black nigga count stacks, count stacks

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 ever to pay (you see it, ay)
I fell on my knees and yeah I prayed
'Cause heaven a million miles away
I dreamed of all the that I would say
On day
But for now I'm up in hells kitchen, hells kitchen
Nigga fuck you and your fake well
Now get out of kitchen, hells kitchen
my story I'm just hopin' they'll 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 admission to
Hari Kari yourself, all the way to the
You get nothin', no
Zip, zero,
We mention you lames, man I be pleadin' the fifth
a Judas in every crew, concealed in a kiss
Kiss of death, let's put the rest all to tedious
Fucks sake you emanate a feminines traits
Bitch nigga could never relate
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
my word, cause every where I turn
When folks I for years, that couldn't pronounce my name
And asking me for pics, there's something bout game
It's somethin' for the bitches, somethin' 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)
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 price on my (You see it)
But they don't have to pay (you see it, ay)
I fell down on my knees and yeah I
'Cause seems a million miles 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 fake well wishing
Now get out of kitchen, hells kitchen
Tell my story I'm just hopin' they'll
Cooking up in hells kitchen, hells
Nigga fuck you and fake well wishing
I get out of kitchen, hells kitchen, one day, hey