Luyện nghe bài hát King & Queens

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

[Verse 1:
Uh, chandelier ceiling, my couch, don't sit denim
My floors are killing, gold 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 lonely when I home, on the road
I know I ain't perfect, I'm out here working for the
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 them no effort
that (?), then I tested
Had to investments, honey colored dressed it
I'm it, cross-sign baptism West shit
Shit on with an opinion, you dead wrong
Go a bull nigga head-on
I'm too strong, eight 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 knocks, so I hope it open every door

Tyga 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 made it, we just young, living the dream

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

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

[Verse 3:
in the presence of a majestic, esoteric
Message from the most king, worldwide respected
I can say ghettoest I come from where metal spit
Praying to God I can slide and out the Devil's grip
Won't pop pill, can't drink another sip
slow down with this p-ssy, I can't, I love this shit
I seem to love whips, a white
Maserati's my birthright car, pass it, I another hit
At night, where they (?)
the same block Metta World 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 baby mothers of niggas who
Cause he could die any day and you the same thing
So that make you a queen, surviving
Escobar season begins, so let the ring
of the year, I could smack your father
Not only with my hand, but with a revolver
I been in pressed silk since milk
Mets cap on tilt, we some kings,