Luyện nghe bài hát King & Queens

We all dream one day we kings and
We all dream one day we and queens
My nigga made it, we just young, the dream
My nigga made it, we young, living the dream

1: Tyga]
Uh, chandelier ceiling, my couch, sit with denim
My marble floors are killing, gold are so relentless
5 girls in the kitchen, they cooking like chemists
(?), statues like Egyptians
God cover my soul, need it, let it go
I know you get lonely when I ain't home, on the
I know I ain't perfect, I'm out working for the throne
I would take you along, but then college loan you'll owe
Young girls in cheap dresses, tryna us
they all different, but I don't show them no effort
Underestimated that (?), then I
Had to make investments, colored dressed it
I'm blessed it, cross-sign West shit
Shit on with an opinion, you dead wrong
Go a bull nigga head-on
I'm too strong, eight arms to a bomb
Army stance, for war
We use a Andy Warhol to the decor
Apologizing for my actions, sometimes I get
They say my music knocks, so I hope it open every

[Hook: x2]
We all dream one day we and queens
We all dream one day we be and queens
My made it, we just young, living the dream
My made it, we just young, living the dream

[Verse 2:
Never take this shit to heart, I take to chest
And now a nigga chasing dreams losing his breath
Though my credits are slept, my the best
Though I do this to be heard, I'mma do it to
We in cool all of these niggas
I'm with all of these niggas
You fool with all of these
You like all of these (niggas)
Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in
riding with young'in will probably recoup
Heavenly Father, Martin, Malcolm with them lyrics
be king, but I'm way too proud to offer as (minion?)
I offer a guillotine to my vehicle, nigga
And don't (?) shit to these people's
I'm a king to these niggas, a queen, f-ck the b! tches
MMG, Y-M-C-M, B we run this you dig?
We all kings, anything to my soft queens
I'm without them, when they around I am Charles Sheen

x2]
We all dream one day we kings and
We all dream one day we be and queens
My nigga made it, we just young, living the
My nigga it, we just young, living the dream

3: Nas]
You're in the of a majestic, esoteric
from the most ghettoest king, worldwide respected
I can say ghettoest I come from where metal spit
Praying to God I can slide and out the Devil's grip
pop another pill, can't drink another sip
Tryna slow down with this p-ssy, I can't, I this shit
I seem to love these whips, a
Maserati's my car, pass it, I need another hit
At night, they murdered (?)
That's the same block Metta Peace learned to play ball
See I'm born alone, die alone, from the to the private home
College to prison, understand it, knowledge and
Shout out to baby of niggas who gangbang
Cause he could die any day and you the same thing
So make you a queen, surviving anything
Escobar season begins, so let the semis
Pimp of the year, I could smack father
Not only with my hand, but a black revolver
I been in pressed silk since breast
Mets cap on tilt, we some kings,