Luyện nghe bài hát King & Queens

We all dream one day we and queens
We all dream one day we and queens
My made it, we just young, living the dream
My made it, we just 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 Egyptians
God cover my soul, it, can't let it go
I know you get lonely I ain't home, on the road
I know I perfect, I'm out here working for the throne
I would take you along, but that college loan you'll owe
Young girls in cheap dresses, impress us
Saying they all different, but I show them no effort
Underestimated that (?), I tested
Had to make investments, honey colored it
I'm blessed it, cross-sign baptism West
on anybody with an opinion, you dead wrong
Go against a bull head-on
I'm too strong, eight arms to a bomb
Army stance, 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 every

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

2: Wale]
Never take this to heart, I take indo to chest
And now a nigga chasing dreams without his breath
Though my credits are slept, my ambition the
Though I do this to be heard, do it to death
We in cool with all of niggas
I'm through with all of niggas
You fool with all of niggas
You like all of these (niggas)
Honest, sincere, seersuckers, lying in suits
Anybody riding with will probably recoup
Heavenly Father, Martin, Malcolm mixed with them
Finna be king, but I'm way too to offer as (minion?)
I offer a guillotine to my vehicle, nigga
And don't (?) shit to these people's
I'm a king to these niggas, a queen, f-ck 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 dream one day we kings and
We all dream one day we be kings and
My nigga made it, we just young, living the
My nigga it, we just young, living the dream

3: Nas]
You're in the of a majestic, esoteric
Message the most ghettoest king, worldwide respected
I can say ghettoest cause I come from where 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 love 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, the hoods to the private home
to prison, understand it, knowledge and wisdom
Shout out to baby mothers of niggas who
Cause he die any day and you still the same thing
So that you a queen, surviving anything
Escobar begins, so let the semis ring
Pimp of the year, I could smack father
Not only with my hand, but a black revolver
I been in pressed since breast milk
Mets cap on tilt, we kings, nigga