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 become a star
you're the biggest target out there

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

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

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

kingz get their heads cut off

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

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

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

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

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

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

They wont stop you ghost to 'em
But kings don't die
become martyrs, let's toast to 'em
King Arthur, put a to him
Like James Brown know the show over
Until rows in
To the republic over, though
To my subjects it's over, hoe
Long live the
No, the rain stop
They want my on the chopping block
I die, nah

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

Long live the
No, the rain wont

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

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