Luyện nghe bài hát Most Kingz

Young Hov in the
so necessary
Green in the house
So
Why ya on me,
Is that

You know you've become a
Because you're the biggest out there

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

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

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

Most get their heads cut off

With the same sword they you they gon' good night you with
Shit, thats' half if they like you
That aint even the half what they 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 suicide

Suicide, a suicide
you succeed, prepare to be crucified
Media meddles, niggas sue you, you
Every step you take, remind you you ghetto
So it's tough being Brown
To be Bobby then, you gotta be now
Now the question is, "Is to had and lost
Better than not at all?"
dawg,

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

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

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

They stop until you ghost to 'em
But real kings die
They become martyrs, let's to 'em
Arthur, put a robe to him
Like James know the show aint over
Until roll in
To the it's over, though
To my subjects it's over, hoe
live the king
No, the rain stop
They my head on the chopping block
I die, nah

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

Long the king
No, the rain stop

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

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