Luyện nghe bài hát Most Kingz

Young Hov in the
It's so
Green in the house
So
Why ya on me,
Is necessary?

You know you've a star
Because you're the biggest target out

When on the court, they're coming for you
the opposing player walks into that arena
They're thinkin of you
You're, you're like a to them
thinkin' "if I'm better than this guy,
The spotlight on me"
So, you know you're a superstar because you're a man
And coming for you

The, the, the
They be the, the, the king
wanna be the, the, the king
They be the, the, the king (king)

Uh
Inspired by Basquiat, my on fire
Everybody took shots, hit my body up, I'm
Build me up, break me down to me up again
They like "Hov we need you back so we can your ass again"
Hov got flow though he's no Big and Pac, but he's
How I'm 'posed to They got me fighting ghosts

Most kingz get heads cut off

With the same they knight you they gon' good night you with
Shit, thats' half if they like you
That aint even the what they might do
Don't me, ask Michael

See Martin, see
See Biggy, see Pac
See and its outcome
See Jesus, see
See Caesar, see
See success is like

Suicide, a suicide
When you succeed, to be crucified
meddles, niggas sue you, you settle
Every you take, they remind you you ghetto
So tough being Bobby Brown
To be then, you gotta be Bobby now
Now the is, "Is to have had and lost
Better not having at all?"
dawg,

Most get their heads cut off
Keep on climbing 'till you the top
Keep on if they ready or not
Most kingz get their cut off

The, the, the
They wanna be the, the, the
They be

Er'body be the King then shots ring
You laying on balcony with holes in your dream
Or you Malcolm X'd out, get distracted by
Er'body get your off my jeans
look at you strange, say you changed
Like you work that hard to stay the
Uh
Game stays the same, the changes
So best for those to not overdose on being famous
Most kings get so insane
That they try to hit the vein that Kurt Cobain did
So
No
Invited to the inner of your chambers
Low chain 'em as the approach
So your draw bridge and drown them in the moat
And the spirit I'm
There's kings who've awoken
shots from those who was most close to them

They wont until you ghost to 'em
But kings don't die
They martyrs, let's toast to 'em
King Arthur, put a to him
Like James Brown know the aint over
rows roll in
To the republic over, though
To my loyal it's over, hoe
Long the king
No, the won't stop
They my head on the chopping block
I die, nah

Most kings get heads cut off
Keep on climbing you reach the top
Keep on coming if ready or not
Most kings get heads cut off
Keep on coming if they're or not

Long live the
No, the wont stop

Long the, the, the king
They be the, the, the king
Long live the, the, the
They wanna be the, the, the

Most kings get heads cut off
Keep on 'till you reach the top
Keep on coming if they're or not