Luyện nghe bài hát King of Kings

Let's go yeah,
Good lookin' Rae that's what I'm 'bout
all good don't worry about it
You feel what I'm sayin'? worry about it
Yeah, word up, go
how we gotta come at this, man
Yeah, on, yo

Stuck, like gum underneath my kick
Better move little when the heat spit
The hammer clap the on a meat-out chick
Dump clips like a trifflin' to
If you short a chance in the box
But I ain't lettin' you play the guns in the club, I'm boothin' the ox
Got my on the and I'm a peripheral
Got you poppin' that Moe', my hand on the 'istol

out, have a ball, you could drink 'til you 'url
Thought the Firewater was strong, the pound'll you curled
On the floor, like a new baby, God
What you "Is he dead?", what type of is leakin' out of his head?
you cowards see the drama and it come to a head
I'm hittin' Rae up on the jacket, it ain't to be said
If it's on, go without somethin', deliverin'
Visa verca, is Havoc, baby, we those

All that money is us, now what's us?
Eh yo all around hungry, that's us and get nothin' get it
Eh yo all money, all them
All shorties, everybody yell "All lovely"
All that is us, now what's wit' us?
Eh yo all around hungry, that's us and can't get get it
Eh yo all money, all them
All them shorties, yell "All lovely"

I chop meat out ya face, Daddy,
Mad breeze on, rubberband currency and I ya visa
You know the code, yo low straddlers
Streets, cracks all in the front seat spazzin'
Imperial wizards, Staten, knife game off the
And I'm four hundred with wagons yo
Live wires, shoot for bread
Any map, I assist that, I'm it, all dead

Battle for cake and wizzes, we do it straight business
All ride, ain't no fake, reminisce, spit faces
Pissin' on the fake little list
Rae them cake, battle the gun, you're wildin'
I levitatate well, I might take ya, push up, stylin' it
Oxes, reefers, police us, the regime of Shaolin
With re-up, with the poisonous hand
Remember y'all, no commercial, I hurt you, yo go get ya

All that is us, now what's wit' us?
Eh yo all around hungry, that's us and get nothin' get it
Eh yo all that money, all
All them shorties, everybody "All lovely"
All that is us, now what's wit' us?
Eh yo all around hungry, us and can't get nothin' get it
Eh yo all money, all them
All them shorties, everybody "All lovely"

Eh yo me, Gucci sneaker recipe
Not the S dot Carters, no but respect me
One of the top five gangstas
My element is the Elliott Ness, who hide
Yo I ran from some was police
These heard about me bringin' marked in I had the whole east
I've the greatest, been flippin' the latest
Somethin' like the new on the Ave

Ham it up, pullin'
And all the niggas praise me
It's like the talent of the Six Million Man
pace, come on, banana squeeze
Aim at Caravans, heard he had his man
And that ugly Keish' comin' from a of hood
Hard real people ki's
the media, it's all good

All that money is us, now what's us?
Eh yo all around hungry, that's us and get nothin' get it
Eh yo all money, all them
All shorties, everybody yell "All lovely"
All that is us, now what's wit' us?
Eh yo all hungry, that's us and can't get nothin' get it
Eh yo all that money, all
All them shorties, yell "All lovely"