Luyện nghe bài hát King Los

King Los, king Los, bow down, kiss a rings hoe
knocked down, hated on, bitch I still did my thing though
I'm Los, king Los, bow down, kiss a nigga rings hoe
Been down, hated on, bitch I still did my thing though

I the Lord every breath I take
Every step I make, I'm going off on these sucka niggas thats my fate
why I go, go, go (way too hard)
Go, go (way too hard)
say I go, go, go (way too hard)
Go, go (way too hard)

1]
Yo, rap on shit go hard, I dont need nobody
I body squads
I niggas on the dark side of the moon
the sun come up and throw a party on mars
I'm outta this outta my mind, stuck at the bottom thinking
How do I climb, how do I
Fuck I sound to get up I turn bitch upside down
Cause I get down to get up, sit do sit ups
Sit up do push ups, push ups to lay
So I make that money do
So you hate my guts when I pull up the
Honey said she ain't never a guy that thorough
So I got it on like a bicep curl
Hopeed out the pussy like I murk out
baby girl, it'll never work out get it?
Snapback, custom made
Shitted on ever spectator, every critic midgets seen one quite fly
You a pint size guy to a giant I
Digits? I throw them in the
Bitches planking on the dick like they in the anchor
Her, her, her and you too
It ain't all about the rappers when I'm turning through

2]
They'll never another me
I dont even need half of me to another you
I'm coming for one so shitting on niggas is the only way you ever see me taking number 2
I'm back vertabrae
Nigga stop fronting, you ain't even really got the for this
man up nigga, Im a stand up nigga
Back Rosa Parks woulda got up for this, cause I get to get up
Never put the pen to give up
Now a nigga pin to pin up it feel like I been up
And yall niggas stuggling so when I pull up I feel like a chin up
Down, then up, down and I'm so nice I put down the pen
Think you battle, you wanna say yes
Dont push up if you dont wanna chess get it?
Wear Air J's ever digit and I'm the rap game's most nigga
knock on a door when ya boy in the kitchen
Probably mention I'm and the rock ain't cooking
Ski mask in the booth hope the cops looking
me god ain't smiling nigga spot ain't tooken
My pa staying proud and these niggas stay
I was born in the jungle man niggas ain't lions

[Verse 3: Monroe]
Queen bosset cause I run shit I stay slick fly tell a bum bitch bye
Wanna trick, why, you ain't built like that
You fuck around and get killed like that
Ol' back of the race looking bitch ol' wack ass in the face looking bitch
Ole half ass, no having ass, ho ass slow ass
Last of the looking bitch
You're styled played out Manolo boots
We taking headshots to the photoshoot
I'll wipe bitch! Who hype this bitch?
Make me put a ho down like Vick pit
Betcha get hit like a 10 car crash
You really want it though send me all trash
I'm garfield where they known to skin all rats
And get rid of white boy like Kim
Get it?
Louboutins when I pivot
Its so how you broke bitches in a civic I did it
Im shit, the hoods big ticket
Get off my lollipop if you ain't lick it
Im wicked, ya like Beckham lets kick it
None of yall bitches wanna step in my
Say I ain't the and these bitches ain't lying!
I was born in the jungle bitches ain't lions
Im Queen roe, roe

Bow down, a nigga rings hoe
Been knocked down, hated on, I still did my thing though
(I'm Roe, I'm Queen Roe)
Bow down, a nigga rings hoe
Been knocked down, on, bitch I still did my thing though

I thank the every breath I take
Every I make, I'm going off on these sucka niggas wishing thats my fate
why I go, go, go (way too hard)
Go, go (way too hard)
say I go, go, go (way too hard)
Go, go (way too hard)