Luyện nghe bài hát Knock Out Kings

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You in the with a thing, not a man
And I bring is shots to the body
make a fool sing, soprano
Fall setter, ain't nuttin'
concussion, career over, no discussion

Both eyes closed, nose, cheeks swole
You can't see, like a peep ho
This ain't no or exhibition
It's a disaster, cold, beat-down, massacre

Call in the doctor, he's rocked and socked-up
Call the police, the champ's insane and oughta be up
Pay-per-viewers to try to not to light the whole block up
hurt and he's wobbling and he can't keep his things up

He's banged up
Uppercuts, overhead right, short jab
Right into a up
Big thing, he's down and smell like dirt, don't it?
El Cool Magnifico crush all opponents

These combinations are me places
Knockin' my opponents outta they with tight laces
faces as they body hit the canvas in pain
The belt is what I taste and claim survivin' the game

Pound for pound, you got the best man standing here
for 'round, I got the cowards runnin' in fear
Town for town, fans stand and cheer
Your knockout king is up in the

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7, 8, 9, 10, 4 to the body and 2 to the
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7, 8, 9, 10, ding, ding, now on again

Uh, for 'round and pound for pound
It's the king of the ring with a knockouts
to the chin, knock your mouthpiece out
Got your corner-man yellin' you ready to pout

Yeah, he hit the ropes in front of a crowd
punk, ain't no need to go 12 'rounds
The belt was mine soon as you heard the sound
Roper Doe style, boxin' the best around

wrist, swing your fist and miss
When I crush your face it feels like a tonne of
the standin' eight head to your corner to sit
Manager at you, "Fight back, move his fists"

It don't matter 'cause he walked dead by bisteses
Don't get mad 'cause you to the top of the lists
I'm sick, cold with the work, and vicious
I'm pretty so the ring girls be blowin' me kisses

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7, 8, 9, 10, 4 to the and 2 to the chin
1, 2, 3, killer, 4, 5, 6,
7, 8, 9, 10, ding, ding, now it's on

Body-blow, uppercut, accidental
Lou's in the ring, hell no
Ain't gon' happen, stage all
Skills end all the gossipin' and yappin'

I'm talkin' Roy Jones
Knock anybody up in the
Black guy after I guys
Spectators like Gill
Amazed, ain't no only hate

Let me hit you with boulders
Servin' you the shoulders
Step into the of my blows and get rolled up
Folded-up wit' snot-box leakin' on ya
him up so I can put bangs and bings on ya

You see two of me, ya?
From the series of
To your dome and your
did you some crunches
I throw in bunches
Got me grabbin' and now
Tryna knock the grill up out your

1, 2, 3, killer, 4, 5, 6,
7, 8, 9, 10, 4 to the and 2 to the chin
1, 2, 3, killer, 4, 5, 6,
7, 8, 9, 10, ding, ding, now on again

1, 2, 3, killer, 4, 5, 6,
7, 8, 9, 10, 4 to the body and 2 to the
1, 2, 3, killer, 4, 5, 6,
7, 8, 9, 10, ding, ding, now on again