Luyện nghe bài hát Three Kings

[Hook Dyce
They gone say the thing (bout' us)
It's always been the same (bout' us)
We stay the same way
Never will we ever
You fuckin' the three kings (x4)

One Styles P]
King lasted, in the money and fashion
Champagne and good weed smokes my
Whoever the plate, I need the biggest ration
I get the type of headaches that'll melt aspirin
Wakin' up gasping, dancing with the breaking red with assassins
Pain when I'm
Boss shit, I shoot the office you put your in
Enjoy now, in the future you'll be your
King of the four-five niggas that all ride
You don't want a bullet in mouth like fluoride
Louch, and I let a bullet or a sword fly
Kings of the front line when it's war time

[Hook Dyce

[Verse Two Louch]
up! Checkmate king me
L-O-X see the treasure that it me?
large in the carry on
You reach our level yet nigga carry on
One hit wonderama, then you out of them niggas like your old pajamas
Talk about us on your little
She can't call so she text she suckin' cock
I don't give a what your hood say
You barley made one-hundred dollars on a day
keep that metal on my hip
And my hand and feet work is even better trip

[Hook Payne]

Three Jadakiss]
Royaly at it's finest, might as well address me as highness
Loyaly, barz, pure flyness, we been the same way we was minors
A1 from the jump start, for fact we pumped hard and dumped hard
Straight the palace to the junk yard
A lot of times a king is your car
All eyes on, hustle till the gone
Integrity is we can't compromise on
Never change the three acronym
L-O-X, the still backin' em'
kings

[Hook Payne]