Luyện nghe bài hát Crown The Kings

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

Quavo]
Nigga like we'll, nigga look like we'll shoot at 'em
Niggas look like sponsor the dope and you sell 'em
look like you'd snitch on a nigga, yeah, you tell 'em
Nigga think we UPS the way we mail 'em
Nigga might you FED's 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, itching RIP to Pete
She hit line, Ronda Fletcher
Fish bowl, wrist on the fish
a Babe Ruth, the bat
I the bat
Two hoes attached, call them Siamese (Siamese twins)
I do all stunts, I kick like a football
You wanna talk I made three mil this month
You talk keys? The white with the black wrap looking like nuns
You wanna talk thieves? One side got it coming in,

[Chorus:
Fuck it, crown the
living the dream
Crown the
the dream

[Refrain:
Nigga look like we'll, look like we'll shoot at 'em
Niggas look like we'll sponsor the dope and you 'em
Nigga look you'd snitch on a nigga, yeah, you tell 'em
might think we UPS the way we mail 'em
Nigga might you FED's the way you snap pictures

2: Offset]
Drown the ice with
Drown your with the skeleton
I'm on the cooking elements
The skies the limit, I'm
Dripping the flies, a
Buy my a zoo, I got
They saucy, these not relevant
They copy the bros and it's
in the red Wraith, row your boat
My devoted
loans are loaded
Cash out, no
Rolls Royce came with a
Stick in the and the sofa
Five Karat in my ear, bolted
Hand me the smoke
Me and my bitches like B and
Go do a in the 'Sota
Stash the they mowed up
on your bitch til' she throw up
Stick to the code, fold up
bitch, her nose up
Smashing the thot, do I
Hundred round drums, cuts

Quavo]
Fuck it, the kings
We're living the
the kings
Living the

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

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