Luyện nghe bài hát King & Queens

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

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

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

[Verse 2:
Never take this to heart, I take indo to chest
And now a nigga dreams without losing his breath
my credits are slept, my ambition the best
Though I do this to be heard, do it to death
We in cool with all of niggas
I'm through with all of these
You fool all of these niggas
You like all of these (niggas)
Honest, sincere, they seersuckers, lying in
Anybody riding with young'in probably recoup
Father, Martin, Malcolm mixed with them lyrics
Finna be king, but I'm way too proud to as (minion?)
I just offer a to my vehicle, nigga
And don't (?) shit to these people's
I'm a king to niggas, love a queen, f-ck the b! tches
MMG, Y-M-C-M, B 'cause we run this you
We all kings, give anything to my soft
I'm lost without them, when they around I am Sheen

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

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