Luyện nghe bài hát King & Queens

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

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

Tyga 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 made it, we young, living the dream

2: Wale]
Never take this shit to heart, I indo to chest
And now a nigga chasing dreams without losing his
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 through with all of niggas
You fool with all of these
You lose like all of (niggas)
Honest, sincere, seersuckers, lying in suits
Anybody with young'in will 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 (?) shit to these people's opinions
I'm a king to niggas, love a queen, f-ck the b! tches
MMG, Y-M-C-M, B we run this you dig?
We all kings, anything to my soft queens
I'm lost without them, when they around I am Charles

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

[Verse 3:
You're in the of a majestic, esoteric
Message from the most king, worldwide respected
I can say ghettoest cause I come from metal spit
Praying to God I can slide and slip out the grip
Won't pop another pill, drink another sip
Tryna slow down with this p-ssy, I can't, I love shit
I to love these whips, a white
my birthright car, pass it, I need another hit
At night, they murdered (?)
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, knowledge and
out to baby mothers of niggas who gangbang
Cause he could die any day and you the same thing
So that you a queen, surviving anything
Escobar season begins, so let the semis
Pimp of the year, I could your father
Not only with my hand, but with a revolver
I been in pressed silk since milk
Mets cap on tilt, we some kings,