Luyện nghe bài hát Most Kingz

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

You know you've a star
Because you're the target out there

When everyone's on the court, coming for you
When the opposing player walks that arena
thinkin of upstaging you
You're, you're like a trophy to
They're thinkin' "if I'm than this guy,
The turns on me"
So, you know you're a superstar because you're a man
And coming for you

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

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

Most get their heads cut off

With the same sword they knight you gon' good night you with
Shit, thats' only half if like you
That aint even the half what might do
believe me, ask Michael

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

Suicide, a suicide
When you succeed, to be crucified
meddles, niggas sue you, you settle
Every step you take, remind you you ghetto
So it's tough being Bobby
To be Bobby then, you be Bobby now
Now the question is, "Is to have had and
Better not having at all?"
dawg,

Most kingz get heads cut off
Keep on climbing you reach the top
Keep on coming if they or not
Most get their heads cut off

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

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

They wont until you ghost to 'em
But real don't die
They become martyrs, let's to 'em
King Arthur, put a to him
Like James Brown know the show aint
rows roll in
To the republic over, though
To my loyal it's over, hoe
Long the king
No, the rain stop
They want my head on the chopping
I die, nah

Most kings get their cut off
Keep on climbing you reach the top
Keep on if they ready or not
Most kings get their cut off
Keep on if they're ready or not

Long live the
No, the wont stop

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

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