Luyện nghe bài hát King & Queens

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

[Verse 1:
Uh, ceiling, my couch, don't sit with denim
My marble floors are killing, cars are so relentless
5 girls in the kitchen, they cooking something like
Monumental (?), like Egyptians
God cover my soul, it, can't let it go
I know you get lonely when I ain't home, on the
I I ain't perfect, I'm out here working for the throne
I take you along, but then that college loan you'll owe
Young girls in cheap dresses, impress us
Saying all different, but I don't show them no effort
Underestimated that (?), then I
Had to make investments, honey dressed it
I'm blessed it, baptism West shit
Shit on with an opinion, you dead wrong
Go against a bull head-on
I'm too strong, eight arms to a bomb
stance, ready for war
We use a Warhol to paint the decor
Apologizing for my actions, sometimes I get
They say my music knocks, so I hope it open 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, living the
My made it, we just young, living the dream

[Verse 2:
Never take this shit to heart, I indo to chest
And now a nigga chasing dreams losing his breath
Though my credits are slept, my ambition the
Though I do this to be heard, I'mma do it to
We in cool with all of niggas
I'm through with all of niggas
You with all of these niggas
You like all of these (niggas)
Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in
Anybody riding with will probably recoup
Heavenly Father, Martin, mixed with them lyrics
be king, but I'm way too proud to offer 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, f-ck the b!
MMG, Y-M-C-M, B 'cause we run this you
We all kings, give to my soft 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 and queens
My made it, we just young, living the dream
My nigga it, we just young, living the dream

[Verse 3:
You're in the of a majestic, esoteric
from the most ghettoest king, worldwide respected
I can say ghettoest cause I come from 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 with p-ssy, I can't, I love this shit
I seem to love these whips, a
Maserati's my birthright car, pass it, I need hit
At night, where they (?)
That's the same block Metta World learned to play ball
See I'm alone, die alone, from the hoods to the private home
College to prison, understand it, and wisdom
out to baby mothers of niggas who gangbang
Cause he could die any day and you the same thing
So that make you a queen, anything
Escobar season begins, so let the ring
Pimp of the year, I could your father
Not only with my hand, but a black revolver
I been in pressed silk breast milk
Mets cap on tilt, we some kings,