Luyện nghe bài hát Knock Out Kings

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

Both eyes closed, nose, cheeks swole
You see, vision like a peep ho
This ain't no slug-fest or
It's a disaster, cold, beat-down, tragic

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

He's gettin' up
Uppercuts, overhead right, short jab
Right a change up
Big thing, he's down and canvas smell 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 man standing right here
'Round for 'round, I got the cowards runnin' in
Town for town, fans stand and cheer
Your king is up in the ring

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

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

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

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

It don't matter 'cause he dead into by bisteses
Don't get mad you lost 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

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

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

I'm talkin' Roy Jones
anybody up in the facility
Black guy after I attack
Spectators like Johnny
Amazed, ain't no love only

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

You see two of me, ya?
From the of punches
To dome and your kidneys
Should'a did you crunches
I thangs in bunches
Got me grabbin' and now
Tryna knock the up out your mouth

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