Luyện nghe bài hát King To A God

[Verse 1: Joey
Hol' up, uh, back on my bullshit, I'm a full clip
I'm triggered, bitch, get back 'fore I it and let it rip, uh (woo!)
Hit you off from the hip-up, my Glock, it don't
You get a grip and don't slip up (yeah!) (ah!)
Now put your hands where my can see
Like a stick up (yeah!)
one false move, you gettin' lit up (brr!)
'Cause I don't give a fuck like (no!)
I'm crazy like a redneck in a (c'mon!)
Shit get ugly like Chauncey (word!)
Hol' up, lemme fill up my cup with some wine
Your bitch wanna fuck, all I do is find time
Said I really want that Einstein (yeah!)
But fuck it, her throw it back
Like a on my timeline (woo!)
I'm so out of my mind (word!)
The one of my kind (c'mon!)
Between me and you is a
I sell rhymes dimes and leave MFs doomed (doomed!)
Since my first tunes, I've been hell from the tombs (tombs!)
Look, I'm hotter every June (yeah!)
You say you the smoke?
Well, I'm the heavy fumes (c'mon!)
You got goons, I got (yeah!)
got goons, question is: Do you got the Cojóns?
You coons that really need to stop the buffoonery
I take it back on them
Start snatchin' 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 shit I do (ha!)
I indubitably
And put these words together so (c'mon!)
While I the beat up so brutally (uh huh!)
Like cops in my community abusin' diplomatic (psh!)
Said I'm soon to be the greatest in your top (yeah!)
'Cause when I drop, watch the drop just like flies (yeah!)
They be shook when a nigga me on the rise (yeah!)
'Cause I afraid to look a lyin' king up in his eyes, nigga, what‽

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

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

2: Dessy Hinds]
How many pieces, I'm eatin' fresh fruit (mm!)
16 pieces, the sweetest, I on flesh too (c'mon!)
Verses bulletproof on the chessboard, your best move (c'mon!)
I already mine, where's the next 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!)
Until the ground, the urgency to bury me
Or my spouse (woo!)
All this sleepin' I'm wide
I'm right around fine chinas in
Fine dinin' lighter sounds
for the spliff, nobody make a sound
I came to wipe babies down
nothin' less than Egyptian cotton for towels (woo!)
That's for cotton no doubt (doubt!)
lil' nigga just turned big nigga, you now
Are tuned in to the era where we than who's around
cheddar give up the pounds (uh huh!)
I y'all niggas once and only now (right!)
I think I'm going psycho for the
psychos I see around
Go 'round and 'round a new carousel (ah ha!)
What's a king to a
The is one of them don't compare themselves
I'm only to make a name plus generational wealth (woo!)
No kiddin', New York state of mind, I it was written
I'm out in Queens after I my business (uh huh!)
I'm too ambitious, and I flippin' physics
Way I met critics
So whatchu saying to the dead or the
God Body, (ha ha!)

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

[Outro: Bada$$]
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