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

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

[Verse 1:
Uh, chandelier ceiling, my couch, don't sit with
My floors are killing, gold cars are so relentless
5 girls in the kitchen, cooking something like chemists
(?), statues like Egyptians
God cover my soul, need it, 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 would take you along, but then 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 investments, honey colored dressed it
I'm blessed it, cross-sign West shit
Shit on with an opinion, you dead wrong
Go a bull nigga head-on
I'm too strong, eight arms to a bomb
Army stance, for war
We use a Andy Warhol to paint the
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 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

[Verse 2:
Never take this shit to heart, I indo to chest
And now a nigga dreams without losing his breath
Though my are slept, my ambition the best
Though I do to be heard, I'mma do it to death
We in cool all of these niggas
I'm with all of these niggas
You fool with all of niggas
You like all of these (niggas)
Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, in suits
Anybody riding with young'in probably recoup
Heavenly Father, Martin, Malcolm with them lyrics
be king, but I'm way too proud 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 'cause we run this you
We all kings, give anything to my queens
I'm without them, when they around I am Charles Sheen

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

[Verse 3:
in the presence of a majestic, esoteric
Message from the ghettoest king, worldwide respected
I can say cause I come from where metal spit
to God I can slide 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 seem to these whips, a white
my birthright car, pass it, I need another hit
At night, where they (?)
That's the same block Metta Peace learned to play ball
See I'm born alone, die alone, from the hoods to the private
to prison, understand it, knowledge and wisdom
Shout out to baby mothers of who gangbang
Cause he die any day and you still the same thing
So that you a queen, surviving anything
Escobar season begins, so let the ring
of the year, I could smack your father
Not only with my hand, but with a revolver
I in pressed silk since breast milk
cap on tilt, we some kings, nigga