Luyện nghe bài hát King & Queens

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

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

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

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

x2]
We all dream one day we kings and
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

3: Nas]
You're in the of a majestic, esoteric
Message from the most ghettoest king, respected
I can say ghettoest cause I come from where metal
Praying to God I can slide and slip out the Devil's
Won't pop pill, can't drink another sip
slow down with this p-ssy, I can't, I love this shit
I seem to love whips, a white
Maserati's my birthright car, it, I need another hit
At night, they murdered (?)
That's the same block World Peace learned to play ball
See I'm born alone, die alone, the hoods to the private home
College to prison, it, knowledge and wisdom
Shout out to baby mothers of who gangbang
Cause he could die any day and you still the thing
So that make you a queen, anything
Escobar season begins, so let the semis
Pimp of the year, I could 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