Luyện nghe bài hát King To A God

[Verse 1: Bada$$]
Hol' up, uh, back on my bullshit, I'm packin' a full
I'm triggered, bitch, get 'fore I pull it and let it rip, uh (woo!)
Hit you off the hip-up, my Glock, it don't hiccup
You better get a and don't slip up (yeah!) (ah!)
Now put your hands my eyes can see
it's a stick up (yeah!)
Make one move, you gettin' lit up (brr!)
I don't give a fuck like Bishop (no!)
I'm like a redneck in a pickup (c'mon!)
Shit get ugly Chauncey Billups (word!)
Hol' up, lemme up my cup with some fine wine
bitch wanna fuck, all I gotta do is find time
Said I just really want Einstein (yeah!)
But fuck it, her throw it back
a Thursday on my timeline (woo!)
Swear I'm so out of my (word!)
The one of my kind (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 June (yeah!)
You say you with the
Well, I'm with the fumes (c'mon!)
You got goons, I got (yeah!)
Everybody got goons, is: Do you got the Cojóns?
You niggas coons that really need to stop the
'Fore I take it on them
snatchin' they jewelry (gimme that!)
You niggas tough but that shit don't be foolin' me (no!)
Fuck around and this gon' be in your eulogy
This the type the of shit I do (ha!)
I indubitably
And put these words together so (c'mon!)
While I beat the up so brutally (uh huh!)
Like cops in my community abusin' immunity (psh!)
Said I'm to be the greatest in your top five (yeah!)
'Cause I drop, watch the rest drop just like flies (yeah!)
They be shook a nigga like me on the rise (yeah!)
'Cause I ain't to look a lyin' king up in his eyes, nigga, what‽

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

[Bridge: Joey
Ha ha! Let that breathe, hol' up, let that shit breathe, ha ha!
Yeah, ill-minded child, get 'em

2: Dessy Hinds]
How pieces, I'm eatin' forbidden fresh fruit (mm!)
16 pieces, the sweetest, I feast on too (c'mon!)
Verses on the chessboard, pick your 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 close tombs
King Tut right now (uh huh!)
I'm cuttin' ties, cufflinks might bounce (uh huh!)
the ground, feel the urgency to bury me
Or my spouse (woo!)
All this sleepin' I'm wide
I'm right around fine in Chinatown
Fine dinin' with lighter
That's for the spliff, nobody a sound
I came to wipe these babies
With less than Egyptian cotton for towels (woo!)
That's for cotton no doubt (doubt!)
This lil' nigga turned big nigga, you now
Are tuned in to the era where we better than around
Fuck cheddar give up the (uh huh!)
I told niggas once and only now (right!)
I I'm going psycho for the sound
psychos I see around
Go 'round and 'round a new carousel (ah ha!)
What's a king to a
The difference is one of don't compare themselves
I'm only here to 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 been physics
Way before I met
So whatchu to the dead or the livin'?
God Body, (ha ha!)

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

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