Luyện nghe bài hát King & Queens

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

1: Tyga]
Uh, chandelier ceiling, my couch, don't sit with
My marble floors are killing, cars are so relentless
5 girls in the kitchen, they something like chemists
(?), statues like Egyptians
God my soul, need it, can't let it go
I you get lonely 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 loan you'll owe
Young in cheap dresses, tryna impress us
Saying they all different, but I don't them no effort
Underestimated (?), then I tested
Had to make investments, honey colored it
I'm blessed it, cross-sign baptism shit
Shit on with an opinion, you dead wrong
Go against a bull head-on
I'm too strong, arms 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 dream one day we be and queens
My nigga made it, we young, living the dream
My made it, we just young, living the dream

[Verse 2:
Never this shit to heart, I take indo to chest
And now a nigga chasing without losing his breath
my credits are slept, my ambition the best
Though I do to be heard, I'mma do it to death
We in with all of these niggas
I'm with all of these niggas
You fool with all of these
You like all of these (niggas)
Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, in suits
riding with young'in will probably recoup
Heavenly Father, Martin, Malcolm with them lyrics
Finna be king, but I'm way too proud to as (minion?)
I offer a guillotine to my vehicle, nigga
And (?) shit to these people's opinions
I'm a king to niggas, love 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 soft
I'm lost them, when they around I am Charles Sheen

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

3: Nas]
You're in the of a majestic, esoteric
from the most ghettoest king, worldwide respected
I can say ghettoest cause I come from where spit
Praying to God I can and slip out the Devil's grip
Won't pop another pill, drink another sip
Tryna slow down with this p-ssy, I can't, I this shit
I to love these whips, a white
Maserati's my birthright car, pass it, I need hit
At night, they murdered (?)
That's the 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 still the same
So make you a queen, surviving anything
Escobar begins, so let the semis ring
of the year, I could smack your father
Not only my hand, but with a black revolver
I in pressed silk since breast milk
cap on tilt, we some kings, nigga