Luyện nghe bài hát King & Queens

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

1: Tyga]
Uh, chandelier ceiling, my couch, don't sit with
My marble are killing, gold cars are so relentless
5 girls in the kitchen, they cooking something like
Monumental (?), statues like
God cover my soul, need it, let it go
I know you get when I ain't home, on the road
I I ain't perfect, I'm out here working for the throne
I would take you along, but then college loan you'll owe
Young in cheap dresses, tryna impress us
Saying all different, but I don't show them no effort
Underestimated (?), then I tested
Had to make investments, colored dressed it
I'm it, cross-sign baptism West shit
Shit on with 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 the decor
Apologizing for my actions, I get bored
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 kings and
My nigga made it, we young, living the dream
My nigga made it, we just young, the dream

2: Wale]
Never take this shit to heart, I indo to chest
And now a nigga chasing without losing his breath
Though my credits are slept, my ambition the
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 these
You with all of these niggas
You lose like all of (niggas)
Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, in suits
Anybody riding with young'in will recoup
Father, Martin, Malcolm mixed with 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 these opinions
I'm a king to these niggas, love a queen, f-ck the b!
MMG, Y-M-C-M, B 'cause we run you dig?
We all kings, give to my soft 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 made it, we just young, living the dream

3: Nas]
You're in the presence of a majestic,
Message from the most king, worldwide respected
I can say ghettoest cause I 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 p-ssy, I can't, I love this shit
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 World learned to play ball
See I'm born alone, die alone, from the hoods to the home
to prison, understand it, knowledge and wisdom
Shout out to baby mothers of who gangbang
he could die any day and you still the same thing
So make you a queen, surviving anything
Escobar begins, so let the semis ring
Pimp of the year, I smack your father
Not with my hand, but with a black revolver
I been in silk since breast milk
cap on tilt, we some kings, nigga