Luyện nghe bài hát 3 Kings

[Intro: Dr.
Yeah, hip hop shit
Dr. D-R-E, and Jay, let's get 'em

1: Dr. Dre]
We out mopping floors
And now we row at the awards
Number one for the last twenty
If you real, scream cheers!
Mothafucka cheers!
Heh, and it is it is
He wanted to shine at the swap
Til the white got him in that hot seat
I love it when her hair long
You should listen to this beat my headphones
Money long, one twenty years strong
a gym, I am him, I'm Andre Young
G5s to 64s, Dre got 'em
If the bitch bad I got her in red
Great weed, homes, bread proper
Tec nine, one chamber, top
coupe, new yacht, my helicopter
Born broke, nigga straight out of Compton
The you magazine niggas want from me?
I the game, nigga, now talk money
All black on my Al shit
I built a house, nigga get your own
I love it when her hair long
You should to this beat through my headphones

[Interlude: Ross]
See niggas
Hit the switches on shit one time, ugh
Let the top

[Verse 2: Ross]
I came a long way from the game
Twenty stack at the Heat game
And I'm strapped with the heat man
Can't be steppin' on a feet man
80 pair of sneakers from the D game
Cousin was a Crip, it was a C thing
Brown bag money in a bag
Fuck 'em all, wet 'em and we gotta back
The whippin' chickens in his momma kitchen
On the mission, he get it for his son tuition
Real nigga's comin' to fruition
Stumble, but I never fall, leanin' on my
I love it when the ass fat
We listen to this track in my Maybach
I'm tryin' to be a billionaire
Come and suck a dick for a

[Interlude:
Uh, it's different
I know it different

3: Jay-Z]
Uh, I only her if her eyes brown
Play this shit while you around with my crown
H-O, y'all should know by now
But if you know, uh
Millions on the in all my rooms
Niggas couldn't fuck with my daughter's
couldn't walk in my daughter's socks
Banksy bitches,
I ran through that fifty Live Nation fronted me
They workin' on deal, they talkin' two hundred fifty
I'm out for three
Two five and I just might agree
Ex-D-boy, to park my Beamer
Now look at me, I can park in my own
I love her if her weave new
I'm a hood nigga, what you want me to do?
Been hoppin' out the BM with BM
Taking her places that you can't go with your per
Screamin' carpe diem until I'm a dead
Robin Williams shit, I deserve a golden bitch!
I take a Ace in the
You ain't gotta keep this Khaled, just a freestyle
rap money, I've made more off grapes
Fuck show money, I that on drapes
Close the curtains, boy, out my face
I whip the coke, let the lawyer the case
Murder was the case that they me
I killed the store, somebody save me
Stuntin' to the max wavy, oh shit!
Oh, to the max, I'm so wavy
Used to shop at TJ Maxx in '83
I don't even if it was open then
I ain't Oprah then
the XL 80 bike
Loud motor, they be like, "Damn!" I'm comin' through, rrraaanngg
Had the grill in '88, y'all is late
You got all that,
I love this shit like my own
spray these niggas, baby, just like daddy taught ya
Young, this is different