Luyện nghe bài hát A Million Lights

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

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

1 Tyga]
Uh, new Hermes duffle
On the plane, see the sky through a little
Twenty hour flight, jet-lagged
white wine, watching the sunset
Real love this close? I ain't had
Sitting you all day till the night pass
Damn, I trying to fight that
But if we fall too fast, will the last?
Now I'm looking over my shoulder,
Champagne, dining and good times, and now it's all over
But blame me for all that
You was bright, now your heart all
Try to the good with the bad
You a cold motherfucker, I mad at you
I'm shining

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

[Verse 3 Jae
Uh, bright
Lord knows I live for these
You're damn right, I'ma sip till it blurry my sight
Kicks for the captain, to the front like
And my diamonds ain't like an episode of cheetahs, Jesus
jewelry, loud speakers
Blowing loud with some loud divas

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