Luyện nghe bài hát King & Queens (ftNas & Wale) 4:08

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

1: Tyga]
Uh, chandelier ceiling, my couch, don't sit denim
My marble are killing, gold cars are so relentless
5 girls in the kitchen, they something like chemists
(?), statues like Egyptians
God cover my soul, it, can't let it go
I you get lonely when I ain't home, on the road
I I ain't perfect, I'm out here working for the throne
I would take you along, but then college loan you'll owe
Young girls in dresses, tryna impress us
Saying all different, but I don't show them no effort
Underestimated that (?), I tested
Had to make investments, colored dressed it
I'm blessed it, baptism West shit
Shit on anybody with an opinion, you wrong
Go against a nigga head-on
I'm too strong, eight arms sticking to a
Army stance, for war
We use a Warhol to paint the decor
Apologizing for my actions, I get bored
They say my knocks, so I hope it open every door

[Hook: 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

[Verse 2:
Never this shit 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, I'mma do it to
We in cool all of these niggas
I'm with all of these niggas
You with all of these niggas
You lose like all of (niggas)
Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in
Anybody riding with young'in 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 don't (?) shit to these people's
I'm a to these niggas, love a queen, f-ck the b! tches
MMG, Y-M-C-M, B 'cause we run you dig?
We all kings, give anything to my soft
I'm lost without them, when they I am Charles Sheen

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

3: Nas]
You're in the of a majestic, esoteric
Message from the most ghettoest king, respected
I can say ghettoest cause I come where metal spit
Praying to God I can slide and slip out the grip
Won't pop pill, can't drink another sip
slow down with this p-ssy, I can't, I love this shit
I to love these whips, a white
my birthright car, pass it, I need another hit
At night, where 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, and wisdom
out to baby mothers of niggas who gangbang
Cause he could die any day and you the same thing
So make you a queen, surviving anything
Escobar season begins, so let the semis
Pimp of the year, I smack your father
Not with my hand, but with a black revolver
I been in pressed since breast milk
cap on tilt, we some kings, nigga