Luyện nghe bài hát King & Queens

We all dream one day we kings and
We all dream one day we and queens
My made it, we just young, living the dream
My made it, we just young, living the dream

1: Tyga]
Uh, chandelier ceiling, my couch, don't sit with
My marble floors are killing, gold are so relentless
5 girls in the kitchen, they something like chemists
(?), statues like Egyptians
God cover my soul, it, can't let it go
I you get lonely when I ain't home, on the road
I know I ain't perfect, I'm out here for the throne
I would take you along, but then that loan you'll owe
Young in cheap dresses, tryna impress us
Saying they all different, but I show them no effort
that (?), then I tested
Had to investments, honey colored dressed it
I'm blessed it, baptism West shit
on anybody with an opinion, you dead wrong
Go against a nigga head-on
I'm too strong, eight sticking to a bomb
Army stance, for war
We use a Warhol to paint the decor
for my actions, sometimes I get bored
They say my music knocks, so I hope it open every

[Hook: x2]
We all dream one day we kings and
We all dream one day we be and queens
My nigga it, we just young, living the dream
My made it, we just young, living the dream

2: Wale]
Never take shit to heart, I take indo to chest
And now a nigga dreams without losing his breath
Though my are slept, my ambition the best
Though I do to be heard, I'mma do it to death
We in cool with all of these
I'm with all of these niggas
You fool with all of niggas
You lose like all of (niggas)
Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, in suits
Anybody riding young'in will probably recoup
Father, Martin, Malcolm mixed with them lyrics
Finna be king, but I'm way too to offer as (minion?)
I just offer a to my vehicle, nigga
And (?) shit to these people's opinions
I'm a king to these niggas, love a queen, the b! tches
MMG, Y-M-C-M, B 'cause we run you dig?
We all kings, give to my soft queens
I'm lost without them, they around I am Charles Sheen

x2]
We all dream one day we kings and
We all dream one day we be and queens
My nigga it, we just young, living the dream
My nigga it, we just young, living the dream

3: Nas]
You're in the of a majestic, esoteric
Message from the ghettoest king, worldwide respected
I can say ghettoest I come from where metal spit
Praying to God I can slide and out the Devil's grip
Won't pop pill, can't drink another sip
Tryna slow down with this p-ssy, I can't, I love this
I to love these whips, a white
Maserati's my birthright car, it, I need another hit
At night, where murdered (?)
That's the same block Metta World Peace learned to play
See I'm born alone, die alone, from the hoods to the home
College to prison, understand it, knowledge and
Shout out to baby of niggas who gangbang
Cause he die any day and you still the same thing
So that you a queen, surviving anything
Escobar season begins, so let the semis
Pimp of the year, I could smack your
Not only with my hand, but with a black
I been in silk since breast milk
Mets cap on tilt, we kings, nigga