Luyện nghe bài hát A Million Lights

[Intro DJ
that
It's DJ
It's that We the Best,
We the Best

[Chorus Kevin
A million lights and a drum, the floor is moving slow
I've got a feeling about this one, and we still young, you
I'm breathing fire in club
It's not my fault if heart's grown cold
It's not my if your heart's grown cold

[Verse 1
Uh, new duffle bags
On the plane, see the sky through a little
Twenty hour flight, jet-lagged
Sipping white wine, watching the
Real love this close? I ain't had
Sitting with you all day the night pass
Damn, I ain't trying to that
But if we fall too fast, will the last?
Now I'm over my shoulder, shoulder
Champagne, good and good times, and now it's all over
But can't me for all that
You was bright, now your all black
Try to the good with the bad
You a motherfucker, I ain't mad at you
I'm still

[Verse 2 Maine]
We the Best, baby
Bitch, I'm Mack
You getting old and your heart cold
Time-line froze, mad at the world you lived your life
But this the life we chose
Lights on the road for the nicest
I mean, long-ass flights for these trifling
But we don't crap out when the dice is rolled, I no life, low life
Say my name and to get more life, nigga live your life
Lame ass nigga, you cook it with no
Lil B sacrifice, show me your hoe like
Hit her with that dick, now she's a dope fiend
Leo king, I'm looking for a dope queen
Up first lady baby: Money's Barrack
Baggy high, mismatched socks
Gunz, Millz, Tyga, we give them the chills
Keep riders, get birth control
Uh, Money

[Verse 3 Jae
Uh, bright
Lord knows I live for nights
You're damn right, sip champagne till it blurry my sight
Kicks for the captain, to the front Jeter
And my diamonds fierce like an episode of cheetahs, Jesus
Mouth jewelry, speakers
Blowing loud weed some loud divas

[Verse 4 Cory
Young Money, Money, We the Best, Khaled!
Uh, it's that summertime, money
Going to good time, when I'm done giving mine
smoke, quite engine out the silly lines
Pretty toes hanging out the window to the line
Spikes poking out my kicks a porcupine
Money, Cash Money, We the Best, fall in line
Uptown, thoroughbreded from the Bronx
Hot drops in Miami, Khaled
We made us, hate us, just to say the latest
Life nothing like a movie, I just day to day
Remember it was hard to page wagers
Nice spitting hard rhymes on the stages
Independent, I told them major later
We some independent getting major paper
Shout to Tune, Stunna, Slim,
We play for keeps, so they always get our back
YMCMB, lights, camera, action!