Luyện nghe bài hát King & Queens

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

1: Tyga]
Uh, ceiling, my couch, don't sit with denim
My marble floors are killing, cars are so relentless
5 girls in the kitchen, cooking something like chemists
(?), statues like Egyptians
God cover my soul, need it, 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 cheap dresses, impress us
Saying they all different, but I don't show them no
that (?), then I tested
Had to make investments, honey dressed it
I'm blessed it, cross-sign baptism shit
Shit on anybody with an opinion, you wrong
Go against a bull head-on
I'm too strong, eight sticking to a bomb
stance, ready for war
We use a Warhol to paint the decor
for my actions, sometimes I get bored
They say my knocks, so I hope it open every door

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

2: Wale]
Never this shit to heart, I take indo to chest
And now a chasing dreams without losing his breath
Though my are slept, my ambition the best
Though I do this to be heard, I'mma do it to
We in with all of these niggas
I'm through all of these niggas
You fool with all of niggas
You lose like all of (niggas)
Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, in suits
Anybody riding with young'in probably recoup
Heavenly Father, Martin, Malcolm mixed them lyrics
be king, but I'm way too proud to offer as (minion?)
I offer a guillotine to my vehicle, nigga
And (?) shit to these people's opinions
I'm a king to these niggas, love a queen, f-ck the b!
MMG, Y-M-C-M, B 'cause we run this you
We all kings, give anything to my soft
I'm lost them, when they around I am Charles Sheen

x2]
We all one day we kings and queens
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, living the

3: Nas]
You're in the of a majestic, esoteric
Message the most ghettoest king, worldwide respected
I can say ghettoest cause I come where metal spit
Praying to God I can slide and out the Devil's grip
Won't pop another pill, drink another sip
Tryna down with this p-ssy, I can't, I love this shit
I to love these whips, a white
Maserati's my birthright car, pass it, I need hit
At night, where murdered (?)
That's the same block World Peace 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 mothers of niggas who gangbang
Cause he could die any day and you still the thing
So that you a queen, surviving anything
Escobar season begins, so let the semis
Pimp of the year, I could smack father
Not with my hand, but with a black revolver
I been in pressed since breast milk
Mets cap on tilt, we some kings,