Luyện nghe bài hát King & Queens

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

[Verse 1:
Uh, ceiling, my couch, don't sit with denim
My marble floors are killing, gold are so relentless
5 in the kitchen, they cooking something like chemists
Monumental (?), statues Egyptians
God cover my soul, it, can't let it go
I know you get when I ain't home, on the road
I know I ain't perfect, I'm out working for the throne
I would take you along, but that college loan you'll owe
Young in cheap dresses, tryna impress us
Saying they all different, but I don't show no effort
Underestimated that (?), I tested
Had to make investments, honey colored it
I'm blessed it, cross-sign baptism shit
on anybody with an opinion, you dead wrong
Go against a bull nigga
I'm too strong, eight arms to a bomb
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 one day we kings and queens
We all dream one day we be and queens
My nigga made it, we just young, the dream
My nigga made it, we young, living the dream

2: Wale]
Never take this to heart, I take indo to chest
And now a chasing dreams without losing his breath
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 niggas
I'm with all of these niggas
You fool with all of niggas
You like all of these (niggas)
Honest, sincere, seersuckers, lying in suits
Anybody with young'in will probably recoup
Heavenly Father, Martin, Malcolm mixed them lyrics
Finna be king, but I'm way too proud to as (minion?)
I just a guillotine to my vehicle, nigga
And don't (?) shit to people's opinions
I'm a king to these niggas, love a queen, the b! tches
MMG, Y-M-C-M, B we run this you dig?
We all kings, give to my soft queens
I'm lost without them, when they I am Charles Sheen

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

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