Luyện nghe bài hát Knock Out Kings

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

Both eyes closed, broke nose, swole
You see, vision like a peep ho
This no slug-fest or exhibition
a disaster, cold, beat-down, tragic massacre

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

gettin' banged up
Uppercuts, overhead right, left jab
into a change up
Big thing, he's and canvas smell like dirt, don't it?
El Cool crush all weak opponents

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

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

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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

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

Yeah, he hit the ropes in front of a sell-out
Stand-down punk, ain't no need to go 12
The belt was mine soon as you heard the bell
Doe style, boxin' with the best around

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

It don't matter 'cause he walked into by bisteses
Don't get mad 'cause you to the top of the lists
I'm sick, with the work, demented 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, all tappin'
Skills end all the gossipin' and yappin'

I'm Roy Jones ability
anybody up in the facility
Black guy after I guys
Spectators Johnny Gill
Amazed, ain't no only hate

Let me hit you with boulders
you from the shoulders
Step into the range of my and get rolled up
Folded-up wit' your leakin' on ya
Hold him up so I can put and bings on ya

You see two of me, ya?
From the series of
To your dome and kidneys
did you some crunches
I throw 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 it's on

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