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 young, living the dream
My made it, we just young, living the dream

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

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

[Verse 2:
take this shit to heart, I take indo to chest
And now a nigga dreams without losing his breath
Though my credits are slept, my ambition the
Though I do this to be heard, I'mma do it to
We in with 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, they seersuckers, in suits
Anybody with young'in will probably recoup
Heavenly Father, Martin, Malcolm mixed with 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 these 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, give anything to my soft
I'm lost without them, when they around I am Charles

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

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