Luyện nghe bài hát King Pin Dream

Mikkey
Ah King Dream
Mack 10,
I'm Mikkey
Chi-Town,
Listen, whatcha got

I got a trouble bitches in the kitchen and they cooking it row
feams like stitches with the hooker in they chow
Fuck the law, man, I'm for cooking it row
'Til the just chill, I got something for y'all

I got a Bentley and the and they sittin on 'em daters
I got a hot power lawyer with the retater
South-South, Westside, man, I own my
Got on my pay roll like [Incomprehensible]

International with my game, I with the best
Birdman, Down-South, 10 out West
Fuck with my money, put to put the to yo' chest
Want war? I take it there or rather tattooed to

See them Cash Money niggas, how can I iced 'em
Cooking coke from the pill-up, it's got a like 'em
You know a nigga slip, I got a wife like him
You heard a Jordan right, I got a life like him

I'ma mothafuckin' hustla, y'all the game
Chi-Town Mikkey Flow, know my name
Game is risky but a nigga rather the fame
And life, broken hungry out here, cracking for bread

It's a Pin's Dream, coke and feminines
Belley's on beams, got scuffles with triple feams
So, out the scene, guns, scopes and beems
But the thing about it dream, it ain't all watta

It's a King Pin's Dream, and feminines
Belley's on beams, got scuffles with triple feams
So, busting out the scene, guns, scopes and
But the thing about it dream, it all watta seem

When it to drugs, these reppers ain't get none but fo'
Oh square ass nigga and of brains are sold
I know 'em is on heat but I don't give a fuck
I'm so deep in the game it's my name is stuck

From crack, then likey is a suggestion of sell
I gives a fuck, who ya and disso skell
I live life a King Pin weed but raw
I'm the richest gang living them ever saw

I with ya from Toyota with the biggest and baking soda
po's full of peppers and crack folders
I'ma dope and I got coke scrilla
My crew can sit to at X-Cons and killas

And my is falls who bomb, head and coochie
Rockin' props, the fades, the letto pump
First statis, rock rolo, when I to the door?
And now Bentleys, Mansions and meats to the floor

Kickin' gears on Parley's, while the straight pipe
And I had a block on lock, I was fifteen
Sapranos, the most of unforgiven
And fuck a job, 'cause dope money is how I'm

a King Pin's Dream, coke and feminines
Belley's on triple beams, got scuffles with feams
So, out the scene, guns, scopes and beems
But the about it dream, it ain't all watta seem

It's a Pin's Dream, coke and feminines
Belley's on triple beams, got scuffles with triple
So, busting out the scene, guns, scopes and
But the thing it dream, it ain't all watta seem

My homey got marries, so, you we ain't slipping
Two hoes, two Bentleys, you we ain't dipping
Lifestyle, dealing, you know we ain't trippin'
Got killas on the row, you we ain't slipping

trucks full of bricks, you know we ain't chickens
New cars, pretty broads, you know we pimpin'
stars, body bars, we hitting and missing
Big cars, superstars, 'cause wheels spinning

Pretty honeys, bug stunt, 'cause the money we
Planty bitchs and warehouse, tinning piece for
Riot guns shoot 'em up, for this life I'm living
PO partners time, 'cause my homeboy miss me

The Feds, big trippin', they failed me to get me
10 re-shout, 'til ya homey my nigga
King Pin, Big Tymin', dealing my nigga
and cocaine and statelines my nigga

It's a Pin's Dream, coke and feminines
Belley's on beams, got scuffles with triple feams
So, busting out the scene, guns, and beems
But the thing about it dream, it ain't all seem

a King Pin's Dream, coke and feminines
Belley's on triple beams, got with triple feams
So, out the scene, guns, scopes and beems
But the thing about it dream, it ain't all watta

This is y'all Ol' Tymers niggas, know H-dash play, right
The liquor is a lifestyle of a dealing nigga, y'understand
It twenty-two's is more it's twenty-five's nigga, what?
Even from the hood to the mothafuckin' living ride

Y'knowwhatI'msayin', getcha nigga, in my project see my crib nigga
We got loadin' .14, for sashie, all the best up and the nigga
It none gon' stop my nigga
We cooking bricks in the my nigga, y'understand

Don't outside stunt boy, unless you got it right boy
Y'knowwhatI'msayin', cash money hot boy and we doin' this
Life, life, hot, hot, we got this hot, hot we got hot, hot
We got hot, hot we on fire, don't fuck