Luyện nghe bài hát I'm The King

What,
5'9! I'm the king!
Yeah, what, yo?

I'm-a rhyme 'til I rhyme no more
Burn 'til I can't no more
Shine 'til there's no no more
the earth can't turn no more
Until I'm 5'9 no
(I'm the king!)

I'm-a rhyme 'til I can't no more
'til I can't burn no more
Shine 'til no shine no more
the earth can't turn no more
Until I'm 5'9 no
(I'm the king!)

Ya'll niggaz is cocky on the street
I drop you on ya knees
Knock you on ya feet, I'm like on the reach
I rain you hope to sustain dope in this game

Somethin' you can't stop, you can hope to contain
I can aim so I blaze my
I got a name from usin' pocket change to pay my
(Niggaz know!)
I'm sharp as a shank and about as soft as you

I'm hangin' from the cross of your link, you get a drink
is fast learners, you're only as hot as the back burner
From mad rappers and clap burners, talk to the thinkin' you real
I'm starin' at the face of ya bill forgettin' how George Washington

You to box a nigga that's flat out dirty
name the spot and I'll be there a half hour early
I write for the to express a view
A nigga that's wack? You a nigga that I don't as a person

rhyme 'til I can't rhyme no more
Burn 'til I can't burn no
'til there's no shine no more
'Til the can't turn no more
Until I'm 5'9 no
(I'm the king!)

I'm-a rhyme 'til I can't rhyme no
Burn I can't burn no more
Shine there's no shine no more
'Til the can't turn no more
I'm 5'9 no nore
(I'm the king!)

I'm in to give you a quick whoopin', hard asshole in the wall
Frownin' up, thinkin' you sick 'cuz you sick lookin'
I'm heated, an' I'm-a go to trial blowin' my
niggaz ain't rough, you need to smile more in ya pictures

Split somebody and serve the whose style you bit
That bit like 10 niggaz bit somebody
Top of the world, all around you is beneath me
Me learnin' your mistakes is the only way you can teach me

Mo' thunder, big heat
So undergrounds niggaz wit' beef can get mo' under, 6
Man ya missles, I to dis you
Unleash about 30 punches before the first lands and hits you

Niggaz I doubt, 'cuz I'm an outlaw
Right-handed, built wit' a left that can arm a southpaw
Gun bright, ya'll need to rhyme like 5'9
(Ya'll niggaz?)
Unsigned wit'
King!)

I'm-a rhyme I can't rhyme no more
Burn I can't burn no more
Shine 'til there's no shine no
'Til the earth can't turn no
I'm 5'9 no nore
(I'm the king!)

I'm-a rhyme 'til I rhyme no more
Burn I can't burn no more
Shine 'til there's no shine no
the earth can't turn no more
Until I'm 5'9 no
(I'm the king!)

I'm the king on the
I'm the king, no, no I jokin'
I'm the king that's in command, that's in
I'm the king on the
I'm the king the funk master
I'm the king that's in command, in command
I'm the