Luyện nghe bài hát Can't Feel My Face

Da C.N.O.T.E
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1: Diddy]
Cocaine on the table, I wasn't able
I watch these get rich all in these fuckin' fables
They like to the numbers, we don't cook the numbers
We just want the summer, you can that woman

Diddy]
These niggas really out here trippin'
I can't my face
I can't my face

2: French Montana]
I was whippin' on the and watchin' bootleg cable
I was whippin' on two like I was Hussein Fatal
I was diggin' through the crates Big L, Joe Crack, baby
Have a shootout on corner, right by Larry Davis
Shoutout the G, we ourselves, you block, them boys who's dangerous
Got me pills and liquor, I can't feel my face
to the Lynch Mob, they make the hood famous
Gangsta, what name is?
Gangsta, what your is?

[Hook:
These niggas really out here mane
I feel my face
I can't my face

[Outro: French
Lord, thank you for all the aspiration you gave us. You tell, tell Buddha, he say for day you wake up, you're born again. Sometimes, I gotta, I have you act like you sometimes. You know this. You act like I don't see nothin'. You know, I act like I'm just numb to the, to the pain 'cause I'm bleedin' on the inside. That's why I do the things I do