Luyện nghe bài hát Pain

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So thick you are, shining the star
With your head in the clouds, some shoot you down
Hands on the ground, back the wall
me who youd call when no one else around

Lights, camera, action, lights, camera,
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera,
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera,
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera,
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera,
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera,
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera,
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera,

The future will be televised, haters genocide
23 and 43, Im talkin my Margiela
My niggas is hella fly, you over
Better not, its in my repertoire, forever ever
I never lie, never tell a lie, I testify
Set aside dreams, Im a king ask Coretta
Two faced, fat ass, and a nice set of
Rihanna weave, I need a umbrella ella ah

Everybody knows me, hit, aint got no cash
Bitch, get that glass quick, post my bad
Fuck you and Instagram, match a gram
Royal blue folls, getting in the red Lambo
take me out, TMZ all in the VIP
Bitch Im hard in my new
Too much if you ask me
Almost fucked fame, but she came money

I got two bad bitches, haters take em from me

Lights, camera, action, lights, camera,
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera,
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera,
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera,
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera,
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera,
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera,
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera,

Tryina get on in this industry , acting like your
down cocaine with the EBT
These male doing it
However, whatever they on the box
spit, everybody hide
Everybodies an (everbody not)
SOLOST, niggas dollars getting change
In a Imma lose my crew scrit
Well one, give the 98
fuck coach, Im cutthroat, so what goes?
Do you head for the they say might be the end?
Better within

Glisten the glamors, we pose for the
Ghetto niggas with me, they with the hammers
Ghetto girls me, pink toes in the sandals
No dirty laundry, get your out my Hamper
Clothes in my hamper, bathing ape camouflage
from japan, you would think I was a samurai
Drop-crotch, jeremy scott pants, its hammer time
Getting money but I keep my hand sanitized
Life is you need, wont you take a Z ? Feel the breeze
Smoke the Sour Deeze, hit that and please act at ease
Wouldnt you be like the Black Eyed Peas, all these 3s
Star, thats Hollywood, wont you in peace?

So thick you are, like the star
With your head in the clouds, some fighters shoot you
on the ground, back against the wall
Tell me who youd when no one else around