Luyện nghe bài hát Counterfeit

[Intro: Chris
Swear it real
I like the way it
But I hate the way it feels
I know it is
I've seen this
Got for a million
I know that I'm
it really ain't a thing
Natural it
into wine please
She like America
I know that's

Chris Brown]
You don't love maybe nah
Baby you gon' give me you got
Damn
Say you me
Why you in my bed turning
Like the of the ones before you

Rihanna & Chris Brown]
I looking for love
Can't it in a party
In a whole full of bodies
I keep looking for
Dying over
Counterfeit

I'm not feeling these counterfeit
Feeling these hoes
Feeling counterfeit hoes

[Verse 1: Chris
Alright is some old movie shit
fake like a movie script
Everything I got so
You know how the groupies get
up in the fakest city
With my sitting and my rambo wit me
I got a bitch so bad
With rep so big ass big titties
in a fairy tale lifestyle
Snow rolling with gold diggers
say how much for that one
Shit I ain't know she was a how nigga
I these hoes everyday
Try to love like every way
dollars bills run the color of red
So I am counting my in a private place

[Verse 2: Wiz
Uh , hold up
Shoulda been on but you showed up late
Had a feeling but its gonna wait
you a piece, you want a whole damn plate
Wanna play, wanna
Wanna your cake and eat it all
Now i new one outta state
So them ratchets hate, but they hated Jesus man
Runnin around sayin you need a man
You know you gonna miss them private
[?] man, everything paid for
Is its score so much back and forth
It's now everyday thing now,
So I'm
Heading for your replacement
Cause your story i couldn't it
Had hoes in it like
But I around and stayed patient
Momma called me up
Father called me up
All your were all basic
Now i see through you
What a a nigga had [?]
Extra cash, spent so my car look like a
leave me thats cool
I was thinkin leavin you
Walked out the like poof! Made it look like the king of doo