Luyện nghe bài hát Most Kingz

Young Hov in the
so necessary
Green Lantern in the
So
Why ya on me,
Is necessary?

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

When everyone's on the court, they're for you
the opposing player 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 spotlight on me"
So, you know you're a superstar because a marked man
And coming for you

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

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

Most kingz get their cut off

With the same sword they knight you they gon' good night you
Shit, only half if they like you
That aint even the half they might do
believe me, ask Michael

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

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

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

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

Er'body wanna be the King shots ring
You laying on your with holes in your dream
Or you X'd out, get distracted by screams
Er'body get your hand off my
Er'body at you strange, say you changed
Like you that hard to stay the same
Uh
stays the same, the name changes
So best for those to not overdose on being famous
kings get driven so insane
That they try to hit the same that Kurt Cobain did
So
No
Invited to the inner sanctum of your
Low chain 'em as the enemies
So your draw bridge and drown them in the moat
And the I'm evoking
There's kings been awoken
From shots from those who was close to them

They wont stop you ghost to 'em
But kings don't die
They become martyrs, toast to 'em
Arthur, put a robe to him
Like James Brown know the show aint
Until rows in
To the republic over, though
To my loyal subjects over, hoe
live the king
No, the won't stop
They my head on the chopping block
I die, nah

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

live the king
No, the rain wont

Long the, the, the king
They be the, the, the king
Long the, the, the king
They be the, the, the king

Most get their heads cut off
Keep on 'till you reach the top
Keep on coming if ready or not