Luyện nghe bài hát Forget

Faces be looking familiar, sometimes hard to know
I've been in a lot of places, I've met a lot of folks
Ain't had a to open, needed a pot to throw
In my hood the story of Mouse is one you gotta
Could ask ma to the i8 Beamer
remember where I seen her, I think it was La Marina
Singing all the to Trina
Whole demeanor said freak like old of Adina
But now all these broads shaped the same and trained
I'm on my third passport, I can't these niggas
Like all the faces is blurred of these industry niggas
Mean game for an inkling of the fame
And I can spot them from accents when I'm thinking of their name
I've seen sip pink champagne
And do that'll put Charlie Sheen to shame
What my is to arcane
The drugs these years made its way to my mental
Pardon if I don't remember when you me a demo
Or one night we met up in Aces
When it count 'em an accountant, I'm just with faces
So regular Joe, a regular wherever if I'mma go
That's since forever ago, so however it could go, Joey