Luyện nghe bài hát King & Queens

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

1: Tyga]
Uh, chandelier ceiling, my couch, don't sit with
My marble are killing, gold cars are so relentless
5 in the kitchen, they cooking something like chemists
Monumental (?), like Egyptians
God cover my soul, it, can't let it go
I you get lonely when I ain't home, on the road
I I ain't perfect, I'm out here working for the throne
I would you along, but then that college loan you'll owe
Young girls in dresses, tryna impress us
Saying they all different, but I don't them no effort
that (?), then I tested
Had to make investments, colored dressed it
I'm blessed it, baptism West shit
Shit on with an opinion, you dead wrong
Go against a bull head-on
I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a
Army stance, for war
We use a Andy to paint the decor
Apologizing for my actions, sometimes I get
say my music knocks, so I hope it open every door

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

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

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

[Verse 3:
You're in the presence of a majestic,
Message from the ghettoest king, worldwide respected
I can say ghettoest cause I from where metal spit
Praying to God I can and slip out the Devil's grip
Won't pop pill, can't drink another sip
Tryna slow down with this p-ssy, I can't, I love this
I seem to love these whips, a
Maserati's my car, pass it, I need another hit
At night, where they (?)
That's the same block Metta Peace learned to play ball
See I'm born alone, die alone, the hoods to the private home
College to prison, understand it, knowledge and
Shout out to mothers of niggas who gangbang
Cause he could die any day and you still the same
So that make you a queen, surviving
Escobar season begins, so let the ring
Pimp of the year, I could your father
Not only with my hand, but with a revolver
I been in silk since breast milk
Mets cap on tilt, we kings, nigga