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 from the hip-up, my Glock, it hiccup
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 false move, you lit up (brr!)
'Cause I don't 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
Your wanna fuck, all I gotta do is find time
Said I just want that Einstein (yeah!)
But it, watch her throw it back
Like a 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 dimes and MFs doomed (doomed!)
Since my first tunes, I've been raisin' from the tombs (tombs!)
Look, I'm gettin' hotter every (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 to stop the buffoonery
'Fore I take it on them
snatchin' they jewelry (gimme that!)
You niggas talk tough but that shit don't be me (no!)
around and this verse gon' be in your eulogy
This the the of shit I do usually (ha!)
I indubitably
And put these together so beautifully (c'mon!)
While I beat the up so brutally (uh huh!)
Like in my community abusin' diplomatic immunity (psh!)
I'm soon to be the greatest in your top five (yeah!)
'Cause when I drop, watch the rest drop just like (yeah!)
They be shook when a nigga like me on the (yeah!)
'Cause I ain't afraid to look a lyin' king up in his eyes, nigga,

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

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

[Verse 2: Dessy
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 made mine, the next loop? (Loop?)
A hundred plus miles, I'm turnin' frowns down
every tool to close these tombs
Like King Tut now (uh huh!)
I'm ties, then cufflinks might bounce (uh huh!)
Until the ground, the urgency to bury me
Or my spouse (woo!)
All this sleepin' I'm aroused
I'm right fine chinas in Chinatown
dinin' with lighter sounds
That's for the spliff, nobody a sound
I to wipe these babies down
With nothin' 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 better than who's
Fuck cheddar give up the (uh huh!)
I told y'all niggas and only now (right!)
I think I'm psycho for the sound
Only psychos I see
Go 'round and like a new carousel (ah ha!)
a king to a God?
The difference is one of them don't compare
I'm here to make a name plus generational wealth (woo!)
No kiddin', New York state of mind, I it was written
I'm out in after I handle my business (uh huh!)
I'm too ambitious, and I been flippin'
Way before I met
So whatchu saying to the dead or the
God Body, (ha ha!)

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

Joey Bada$$]
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 even, even over the odds, nigga