Luyện nghe bài hát Three Kings

[Hook Dyce
They gone say the same (bout' us)
It's always the same thing (bout' us)
We gone stay the way
will we ever change
You fuckin' with the kings (x4)

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

Dyce Payne]

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

Dyce Payne]

[Verse Three
Royaly at it's finest, as well address me as your highness
Loyaly, barz, pure flyness, we been the way since we was minors
A1 respect from the jump start, for fact we pumped and dumped hard
from the palace to the junk yard
A lot of times a king is your car
All eyes on, till the pie's gone
Integrity is we can't compromise on
change the three letter acronym
L-O-X, the streets backin' em'
Three

[Hook Payne]