Luyện nghe bài hát King To A God

[Verse 1: Bada$$]
up, uh, back on my bullshit, I'm packin' a full clip
I'm triggered, bitch, get back I pull it and let it rip, uh (woo!)
Hit you off from the hip-up, my Glock, it don't
You better get a grip and slip up (yeah!) (ah!)
Now put your where my eyes can see
Like it's a up (yeah!)
Make one move, you gettin' lit up (brr!)
'Cause I don't give a fuck like (no!)
I'm crazy like a in a pickup (c'mon!)
Shit get ugly Chauncey Billups (word!)
Hol' up, lemme fill up my cup some fine wine
Your bitch fuck, all I gotta do is find time
Said I just want that Einstein (yeah!)
But fuck it, her throw it back
a Thursday on my timeline (woo!)
Swear I'm so out of my (word!)
The only one of my (c'mon!)
me and you is a fine-line
I sell rhymes like and leave MFs doomed (doomed!)
Since my tunes, I've been raisin' hell from the tombs (tombs!)
Look, I'm gettin' hotter every (yeah!)
You say you with the
Well, I'm with the heavy (c'mon!)
You got goons, I got (yeah!)
got goons, question is: Do you got the Cojóns?
You niggas coons that really need to the buffoonery
'Fore I it back on them
Start they jewelry (gimme that!)
You niggas talk tough but that shit don't be me (no!)
Fuck around and verse gon' be in your eulogy
This the type the of I do usually (ha!)
I indubitably
And put these words so beautifully (c'mon!)
While I beat the up so brutally (uh huh!)
cops in my community abusin' diplomatic immunity (psh!)
Said I'm soon to be the greatest in top five (yeah!)
'Cause when I drop, watch the rest drop like flies (yeah!)
They be shook when a nigga me on the rise (yeah!)
I ain't afraid to look a lyin' king up in his eyes, nigga, what‽

[Chorus: Bada$$]
But what's a to a God? Uh
Feelin' the realest motherfucker alive, uh
Kill a nigga I let him push me aside
'Cause, bitch, I'm tryna break even, even over the odds,
Huh, but a king to a God? Uh
like the realest motherfucker alive, uh
Kill a nigga 'fore I let him me aside
'Cause, bitch, I'm break even, even over the odds, nigga

Joey Bada$$]
Ha ha! Let that breathe, hol' up, let that shit breathe, ha ha!
Yeah, child, let's get 'em

[Verse 2: Dessy
How many pieces, I'm eatin' forbidden fruit (mm!)
16 pieces, the sweetest, I on flesh too (c'mon!)
Verses bulletproof on the chessboard, pick best move (c'mon!)
I already made mine, where's the loop? (Loop?)
A hundred plus miles, I'm turnin' frowns down
Usin' every tool to these tombs
Like King Tut now (uh huh!)
I'm cuttin' ties, then cufflinks might (uh huh!)
the ground, feel the urgency to bury me
Or worry my (woo!)
All this I'm wide aroused
I'm right fine chinas in Chinatown
Fine dinin' lighter sounds
That's for the spliff, nobody make a
I came to these babies down
nothin' less than Egyptian cotton for towels (woo!)
That's for cotton pickin' no (doubt!)
This lil' nigga just big nigga, you now
Are tuned in to the era where we better than around
Fuck cheddar up the pounds (uh huh!)
I told y'all once and only now (right!)
I think I'm psycho for the sound
Only psychos I see
Go 'round and 'round a new carousel (ah ha!)
a king to a God?
The difference is one of them don't themselves
I'm only to make a name plus generational wealth (woo!)
No kiddin', New York state of mind, I guess it was
I'm out in after I handle my business (uh huh!)
I'm too ambitious, and I flippin' physics
Way before I met
So whatchu to the dead or the livin'?
God Body, (ha ha!)

[Chorus: Hinds]
But a king to a God?
Feelin' the realest motherfucker alive, uh
Kill a 'fore I let him push me aside
'Cause, bitch, I'm tryna break even, over the odds, nigga
Yeah, but what's a king to a
Feelin' the realest motherfucker alive, uh
Kill a nigga I let him push me aside
'Cause, bitch, I'm tryna break even, over the odds, nigga

[Outro: Joey
What's a to a God?
Feelin' like the realest alive, uh
Kill a 'fore I let him push me aside
'Cause, bitch, I'm tryna even, even over the odds, nigga