Luyện nghe bài hát Knock Out Kings

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You in the ring a thing, not a man
And what I bring is to the body
That'll make a sing, soprano
Fall setter, ain't nuttin'
Massive concussion, career over, no

Both closed, broke nose, cheeks swole
You can't see, vision like a ho
This ain't no or exhibition
a disaster, cold, beat-down, tragic massacre

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

He's gettin' up
Uppercuts, right, short left jab
Right a change up
Big thing, down and canvas smell like dirt, don't it?
El Cool crush all weak opponents

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

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

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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 on again

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

Yeah, he hit the ropes in front of a sell-out
Stand-down punk, no need to go 12 'rounds
The belt was mine soon as you heard the sound
Doe style, boxin' with the best around

Taped-up wrist, your fist and miss
When I your face it feels like a tonne of bricks
After the eight head to your corner to sit
Manager at you, "Fight back, move his fists"

It matter 'cause he walked dead into by bisteses
get mad 'cause you lost to the top of the lists
I'm sick, with the work, demented and vicious
Plus I'm pretty so the ring be blowin' me kisses

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

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

I'm Roy Jones ability
Knock up in the facility
guy after I attack guys
Spectators like Gill
Amazed, no love only hate

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

You see two of me, ya?
the series of punches
To dome and your kidneys
did you some crunches
I thangs in bunches
Got me and punkin' 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 it's on