Luyện nghe bài hát Hells Kitchen

World, DJ Khaled!

Yeah, back the dead
Michael Jackson in red jackets, with naps in my head
Who's white or black, a rare package
Get smacked if you said that I'm and neck with these square rappers
My guest room's got plaques, and an air mattress
No time for furniture shopping, too burnin' you
you, learning you
Word to Pac, I'm plottin' to you
Sure the thought can to you
My next flop, then I'm goin pop, like Nelly
With tops dropped on Porsches
Born Sinner, not no crosses
Might burn a couple bridges, I'm losing by digits
I do somethin'
Fightin' depression I'm trying my
But everytime I about it I'm cryin' my nigga
Cried to sleep on thousand dollar sheets
I reak of the scent of a vendetta that's
I'm playing for keeps, but you think I'd bounce back
They love to hear black nigga stacks, count stacks

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)
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 yeah I
'Cause heaven 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, kitchen
my story I'm just hopin' they'll listen
Cooking up in hells kitchen, hells
fuck you and your fake well wishing
I get out of kitchen, hells 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
There's a in every crew, concealed in a kiss
Kiss of death, let's put the rest all to tedious
Fucks sake you niggas emanate a traits
Bitch nigga when could never
Nah, cause man you niggas is
You that at bird school, or somethin'
You that bird food, or somethin'
You sick with bird flu, or somethin'
That's my word, cause every where I
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)
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 they don't have to pay (you see it, ay)
I fell down on my knees and yeah I
heaven 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, kitchen
Nigga fuck you and fake well wishing
Now get out of kitchen, hells kitchen
my story I'm just hopin' they'll listen
Cooking up in hells kitchen, hells
fuck you and your fake well wishing
I get out of kitchen, hells kitchen, one day, hey