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

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

[Verse 1:
Uh, ceiling, my couch, don't sit with denim
My floors are killing, gold cars are so relentless
5 girls in the kitchen, cooking something like chemists
Monumental (?), statues Egyptians
God my soul, need it, can't let it go
I know you get lonely when I 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
girls in cheap dresses, tryna impress us
Saying all different, but I don't show them no effort
that (?), then I tested
Had to make investments, colored dressed it
I'm blessed it, cross-sign baptism shit
on anybody with an opinion, you dead wrong
Go against a bull nigga
I'm too strong, eight sticking to a bomb
Army stance, for war
We use a Andy Warhol to the decor
Apologizing for my actions, sometimes I get
They say my music knocks, so I hope it 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 nigga 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 losing his
Though my are slept, my ambition the best
Though I do this to be heard, I'mma do it to
We in cool with all of these
I'm through with all of these
You fool all of these niggas
You lose like all of (niggas)
Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, in suits
Anybody riding with will probably recoup
Heavenly Father, Martin, Malcolm mixed with them
Finna be king, but I'm way too proud to as (minion?)
I just a guillotine to my vehicle, nigga
And don't (?) shit to 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 you dig?
We all kings, give anything to my soft
I'm lost without them, when they around I am 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 made it, we just young, the dream

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