Luyện nghe bài hát Knock Out Kings

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

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

Call in the doctor, he's been 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
He's hurt and he's wobbling and he keep his things up

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

These are taking me places
my opponents outta they shoes with tight laces
Makin' 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 right here
'Round for 'round, I got the cowards runnin' in
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 and 2 to the chin
1, 2, 3, killer, 4, 5, 6,
7, 8, 9, 10, ding, ding, now it's on

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

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

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

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

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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

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

I'm talkin' Roy Jones
Knock up in the facility
Black guy I attack guys
Spectators Johnny Gill
Amazed, no love only hate

Let me hit you with these
Servin' you the shoulders
Step into the range of my 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 dome and your kidneys
did you some crunches
I throw in bunches
Got me and punkin' now
knock the grill up out your mouth

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

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