Luyện nghe bài hát King & Queens

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

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

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

[Verse 2:
Never take shit to heart, I take indo to chest
And now a chasing 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 all of these niggas
I'm through with all of niggas
You fool all of these niggas
You like all of these (niggas)
Honest, sincere, seersuckers, lying in suits
Anybody riding with young'in probably recoup
Heavenly Father, Martin, Malcolm mixed 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 people's opinions
I'm a king to these niggas, 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 I am Charles Sheen

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

3: Nas]
You're in the presence of a majestic,
Message from the most ghettoest king, worldwide
I can say ghettoest cause I from where metal spit
to God I can slide and slip out the Devil's grip
Won't pop another pill, can't another sip
Tryna slow down this p-ssy, I can't, I love this shit
I seem to love whips, a white
my birthright car, pass it, I need another hit
At night, where they (?)
That's the same block Metta World Peace to play ball
See I'm born alone, die alone, from the hoods to the private
College to prison, understand it, and wisdom
Shout out to mothers of niggas who gangbang
Cause he could die any day and you the same thing
So make 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 revolver
I in pressed silk since breast milk
Mets cap on tilt, we kings, nigga