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 it, we just young, living the dream

[Verse 1:
Uh, chandelier ceiling, my couch, don't sit with
My marble floors are killing, gold cars are so
5 in the kitchen, they cooking something like chemists
Monumental (?), like Egyptians
God my soul, need 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 then that college you'll owe
Young girls in cheap dresses, tryna us
Saying they all different, but I don't show them no
Underestimated (?), then I tested
Had to investments, honey colored dressed it
I'm blessed it, baptism West shit
on anybody with an opinion, you dead wrong
Go a bull nigga head-on
I'm too strong, eight arms 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 open door

Tyga 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 made it, we just young, living the dream

[Verse 2:
Never take this shit to heart, I take indo to
And now a nigga chasing dreams without his breath
Though my are slept, my ambition the best
I do this to be heard, I'mma do it to death
We in with all of these niggas
I'm through all of these niggas
You with all of these niggas
You lose all of these (niggas)
Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in
Anybody riding with young'in probably 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 (?) shit to these people's opinions
I'm a king to these niggas, love a queen, the b! tches
MMG, Y-M-C-M, B 'cause we run this you
We all kings, anything 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 dream one day we be kings and
My nigga made it, we just young, the dream
My nigga made it, we young, living the dream

3: Nas]
You're in the presence of a majestic,
Message from the ghettoest king, worldwide respected
I can say cause I come from where metal spit
Praying to God I can slide and out the Devil's grip
Won't pop another pill, can't drink sip
Tryna slow down this p-ssy, I can't, I love this shit
I seem to these whips, a white
my birthright car, pass it, I need another hit
At night, they murdered (?)
That's the same block Metta Peace learned to play ball
See I'm born alone, die alone, the hoods to the private home
to prison, understand it, knowledge and wisdom
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 begins, so let the semis ring
Pimp of the year, I could smack father
Not only with my hand, but with a black
I been in pressed silk breast milk
cap on tilt, we some kings, nigga