Luyện nghe bài hát Crown The Kings

[Intro:
Fuck it, crown the
You
You know know what I
it, crown the king
Been truffle for the
G.I.A, my
G.I. Joe, my
Fuck what you
Fuck you mean
Talking too
Like and green

Quavo]
Nigga like we'll, nigga look like we'll shoot at 'em
Niggas look like we'll the dope and you sell 'em
look like you'd snitch on a nigga, yeah, you tell 'em
Nigga might think we UPS the way we 'em
Nigga might think you the way you snap pictures

[Verse 1:
Shawty look like she the way she ride with niggas
Get what you earn when you with pistols
Trigger, finger, itching, RIP to Pistol Pete
She hit line, Ronda Fletcher
Fish bowl, wrist on the fish
a Babe Ruth, the bat
I the bat
Two attached, call them Siamese cats (Siamese twins)
I do all stunts, I kick like a football
You wanna talk I made three mil this month
You wanna talk keys? The white with the black looking like nuns
You wanna talk thieves? One got it coming in, none

[Chorus:
it, crown the kings
We're the dream
Crown the
Living the

Quavo]
Nigga look like we'll, look like we'll shoot at 'em
Niggas look like we'll sponsor the and you sell 'em
Nigga look like you'd snitch on a nigga, yeah, you 'em
Nigga think we UPS the way we mail 'em
Nigga might think you the way you snap pictures

[Verse 2:
Drown the ice medicine
Drown your bitch the skeleton
I'm on the cooking elements
The skies the limit, I'm
the flies, a pelican
Buy my a zoo, I got
They saucy, niggas not relevant
They the bros and it's evident
Riding in the red Wraith, row boat
My soul
Bank loans are
Cash out, no
Rolls came with a chauffeur
in the couch and the sofa
Five Karat in my ear, bolted
Hand me the fine
Me and my like B and Hova
Go do a in the 'Sota
Stash the they mowed up
on your bitch til' she throw up
Stick to the code, fold up
Boujee bitch, her up
the thot, do I toe-tap
Hundred round drums, cuts

Quavo]
Fuck it, crown the
living the dream
Crown the
the dream

[Refrain:
Nigga look like we'll, nigga look like shoot at 'em
Niggas look like we'll the dope and you sell 'em
Nigga look like snitch on a nigga, yeah, you tell 'em
Nigga think we UPS the way we mail 'em

[Verse 3:
I got every drug start with a letter
Chickens is
her she said I'm