Luyện nghe bài hát Married To The King (Freestyle)

Yeah, to the king, married to the mob

1]
Who gives a about what anybody say about me
Man y'all raise me, word to Betsy McGurk-Mensah
She the only one, the one I can't let down
Mama, she the reason, she the I ain't quit yet
I wake up at 9 o'clock morning, 3 o'clock for tequila shots
So sick, blame it on the alcohol, Foxx
to let it all go
I only wonder, will my niggas see
Cause we livin' like the past can't catch us
And we been livin' like them can't catch us
And we been in the streets like it's recess
I'm so aggressive, man I 'em on the defense
Hey, hey, hey I I'm gone off the deep end
I'm tryna keep this shit together, keep shit together
I call "Married To The King" and the beat Coretta
How it feel? How it feel? I should be better
That's fucked up, man I that's what life is
Best dressed, suicide, Louis neck to the
Down to hit a like a 197
With my dogs, I hope all go to Heaven
If the is a tramp, let her suck the noodle
And I came for the check, for the check
And my nigga got the tote the toaster a strudel
Shout to Denzel Curry, we don't take kindly to
Niggas don't to see me go cuckoo
Ten from a mental breakdown, I'm out of state now
Old Country Buffet, I got so on my plate now
I just left L.A., I'm right back to L.A. now

I'm to the beat, she married to the king
'Til death do us part, do us part
And I'm married to the beat, she to the king
'Til do us part, man, she my baby

2]
Toast to the boy goin'
I my new bitch I'm a dog, I'm a dog, I got rabies
I'm stayin' out the pound, they cage me
I be the man I am, it ain't no point in tryna change me
And you me for it
Point me to got the throne, man I'm comin' for it
I it when they underestimate us
I can't lie, man that shit just make me want it more, it more
All of my is a 1 of 1
Ain't no second place, nigga, I'm a self-made
Man I'm castaway, I had to get it on my own
I was S.O.S., ain't no came, nigga
No bullshit, nigga, only shit
Put me on a deposition, I can it
I can never tell, I can tell
If it wasn't for the bank, I could tell
YSL and Lanvin a French nigga
I got shows in Montana a French nigga
I workin' late nights like I rode by it
I ain't Smith but it feels like I just got hitched, nigga

Married to the beat, she married to the
death do us part, death do us part
And I'm married to the beat, she married to the
'Til do us part, man, that's my baby
to the beat, she married to the king
'Til do us part, death do us part
to the bank, married to the king
'Til death do us part,

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