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'
Massive concussion, over, no discussion

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

Call in the doctor, he's rocked and socked-up
Call the police, the 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 banged up
Uppercuts, overhead right, left jab
Right into a up
Big thing, he's down and smell like dirt, don't it?
El Cool crush all weak opponents

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

Pound for pound, you got the best man standing right
'Round for 'round, I got the cowards runnin' in
for town, fight 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, 'round for 'round and for pound
the king of the ring with a hundred knockouts
Uppercuts to the chin, your mouthpiece out
Got your yellin' that you ready to pout

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

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

It don't matter he walked dead into by bisteses
get mad 'cause you lost to the top of the lists
I'm sick, cold with the work, and vicious
Plus I'm pretty so the ring 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 on again

Body-blow, uppercut, elbow
Ming Lou's in the ring, no
Ain't gon' happen, all tappin'
Skills quickly end all the gossipin' and

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

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
Hold him up so I can put bangs and on ya

You see two of me, ya?
From the series of
To your dome and kidneys
Should'a did you crunches
I throw thangs in
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 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 body and 2 to the
1, 2, 3, killer, 4, 5, 6,
7, 8, 9, 10, ding, ding, now on again