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, living the
My nigga made it, we just young, living the

1: Tyga]
Uh, chandelier ceiling, my couch, don't sit with
My marble floors are killing, cars are so relentless
5 girls in the kitchen, they something like chemists
Monumental (?), like 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 here working for the
I would take you along, but then that college loan owe
Young girls in cheap dresses, tryna us
they all different, but I don't show them no effort
Underestimated (?), then I tested
Had to make investments, honey dressed it
I'm blessed it, cross-sign baptism shit
Shit on anybody an opinion, you dead wrong
Go against a bull nigga
I'm too strong, arms sticking to a bomb
stance, ready for war
We use a Andy Warhol to paint the
for my actions, sometimes I get bored
They say my music knocks, so I hope it every door

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

2: Wale]
Never take this to heart, I take indo to chest
And now a nigga chasing dreams without his breath
my credits are slept, my ambition the best
Though I do this to be heard, do it to death
We in cool all of these niggas
I'm with all of these niggas
You fool all of these niggas
You lose all of these (niggas)
Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, in suits
Anybody riding young'in will probably recoup
Heavenly Father, Martin, Malcolm mixed them lyrics
be king, but I'm way too proud to offer as (minion?)
I just offer a guillotine to my vehicle,
And don't (?) to these 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 anything to my queens
I'm lost them, when they around I am Charles Sheen

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

[Verse 3:
You're in the of a majestic, esoteric
Message from the most ghettoest king, respected
I can say ghettoest cause I come where metal spit
Praying to God I can slide and slip out the grip
Won't pop another pill, can't drink sip
Tryna slow 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 Metta World Peace learned to play ball
See I'm born alone, die alone, from the hoods to the home
College to prison, it, knowledge and wisdom
Shout out to baby mothers of who gangbang
Cause he die any day and you still the same thing
So that make you a queen, anything
season begins, so let the semis ring
Pimp of the year, I could smack your
Not only my hand, but with a black revolver
I in pressed silk since breast milk
cap on tilt, we some kings, nigga