Luyện nghe bài hát Most Kingz

Young Hov in the
It's so
Green Lantern in the
So
Why ya on me,
Is necessary?

You you've become a star
Because the biggest target out there

When on the court, they're coming for you
When the opposing player walks into arena
They're thinkin of you
You're, you're like a to them
They're "if I'm better than this guy,
The turns on me"
So, you know you're a superstar you're a marked man
And coming for you

The, the, the
wanna be the, the, the king
They be the, the, the king
wanna be the, the, the king (king)

Uh
Inspired by Basquiat, my on fire
Everybody took shots, hit my up, I'm tired
me up, break me down to build me up again
They like "Hov we need you back so we can kill ass again"
Hov got flow he's no Big and Pac, but he's close
How I'm 'posed to win? got me fighting ghosts

kingz get their heads cut off

With the sword they knight you they gon' good night you with
Shit, thats' only if they like you
That aint the half what they might do
Don't me, ask Michael

See Martin, see
See Biggy, see Pac
See and its outcome
See Jesus, see
See Caesar, see
See is like suicide

Suicide, a suicide
When you succeed, to be crucified
Media meddles, niggas sue you, you
Every you take, they remind you you ghetto
So tough being Bobby Brown
To be Bobby then, you be Bobby now
Now the question is, "Is to had and lost
Better than not at all?"
dawg,

Most get their heads cut off
Keep on climbing 'till you the top
Keep on coming if ready or not
Most get their heads cut off

The, the, the
wanna be the, the, the king
They be

Er'body be the King then shots ring
You laying on balcony with holes in your dream
Or you Malcolm X'd out, get by screams
get your hand off my jeans
Er'body at you strange, say you changed
Like you that hard to stay the same
Uh
Game stays the same, the changes
So it's best for to not overdose on being famous
Most kings get driven so
That they try to hit the same vein that Kurt did
So
No
Invited to the inner of your chambers
Low chain 'em as the enemies
So raise your draw bridge and them in the moat
And the I'm evoking
There's kings who've awoken
From from those who was most close to them

They wont stop until you to 'em
But real kings die
become martyrs, let's toast to 'em
King Arthur, put a to him
Like James Brown know the aint over
Until rows in
To the it's over, though
To my loyal it's over, hoe
Long live the
No, the rain won't
want my head on the chopping block
I die, nah

Most kings get heads cut off
Keep on climbing 'till you the top
Keep on if they ready or not
Most kings get their cut off
Keep on coming if ready or not

live the king
No, the rain stop

live the, the, the king
They wanna be the, the, the
Long the, the, the king
wanna be the, the, the king

Most kings get heads cut off
on climbing 'till you reach the top
Keep on coming if ready or not