Luyện nghe bài hát King To A God

[Verse 1: Joey
Hol' up, uh, on my bullshit, I'm packin' a full clip
I'm triggered, bitch, get back 'fore I 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
Like it's a up (yeah!)
Make one move, you gettin' lit up (brr!)
'Cause I don't a fuck like Bishop (no!)
I'm crazy like a redneck in a (c'mon!)
Shit get ugly like Billups (word!)
Hol' up, lemme fill up my cup some fine wine
Your bitch fuck, all I gotta do is find time
Said I really want that Einstein (yeah!)
But fuck it, watch her throw it
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 dimes and leave MFs (doomed!)
Since my first tunes, been raisin' hell from the tombs (tombs!)
Look, I'm gettin' every June (yeah!)
You say you the smoke?
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 to stop the buffoonery
I take it back on them
Start they jewelry (gimme that!)
You niggas tough but that shit don't be foolin' me (no!)
Fuck and this verse gon' be in your eulogy
This the type the of I do usually (ha!)
I move
And put these words so beautifully (c'mon!)
While I beat the beat up so (uh huh!)
Like cops in my abusin' diplomatic immunity (psh!)
Said I'm soon to be the greatest in your top (yeah!)
'Cause when I drop, watch the rest drop just flies (yeah!)
They be shook when a like me on the rise (yeah!)
'Cause I ain't afraid to look a king up in his eyes, nigga, what‽

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

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

[Verse 2: Hinds]
How pieces, I'm eatin' forbidden fresh fruit (mm!)
16 pieces, the sweetest, I feast on too (c'mon!)
Verses bulletproof on the chessboard, pick your best (c'mon!)
I made mine, where's the next loop? (Loop?)
A hundred miles, I'm turnin' frowns upside down
Usin' every tool to close these
Like Tut right now (uh huh!)
I'm cuttin' ties, then cufflinks bounce (uh huh!)
Until the ground, feel the to bury me
Or worry my (woo!)
All this sleepin' I'm wide
I'm right fine chinas in Chinatown
Fine with lighter sounds
That's for the spliff, nobody make a
I came to wipe these down
With nothin' less than Egyptian cotton for (woo!)
That's for cotton no doubt (doubt!)
This lil' just turned big nigga, you now
Are tuned in to the era where we better than who's
cheddar give up the pounds (uh huh!)
I told y'all once and only now (right!)
I think I'm going psycho for the
Only I see around
Go 'round and like a new carousel (ah ha!)
What's a to a God?
The difference is one of them don't compare
I'm only to make a name plus generational wealth (woo!)
No kiddin', New York of mind, I guess it was written
I'm out in Queens 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' like the realest alive, uh
Kill a nigga I let him push me aside
'Cause, bitch, I'm tryna even, even over the odds, nigga
Yeah, but what's a king to a
Feelin' like the realest alive, uh
Kill a nigga I let him push me aside
'Cause, bitch, I'm break even, even over the odds, nigga

[Outro: Bada$$]
What's a to a God?
like 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