Luyện nghe bài hát Pain

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

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 getting
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 a lie, I would testify
Set aside dreams, Im a ask Coretta Scott
Two faced, fat ass, and a nice set of
Rihanna weave, I need a umbrella ella ah

Everybody knows me, hit, still got no cash
Bitch, get that glass quick, my bad habits
Fuck you and your Instagram, a gram
Royal blue folls, head in the red Lambo
take me out, TMZ all in the VIP
Bitch Im in my new concrete
Too much if you ask me
Almost fucked fame, but she came with

I got two bad bitches, haters wanna 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,

get on in this industry , acting like your birthday
Breaking down cocaine the EBT
These groupies doing it
However, whatever they on the box
Everybody spit, everybody
an artist (everbody not)
SOLOST, niggas talking dollars getting
In a Imma lose my crew scrit
Well one, the full 98
fuck coach, Im cutthroat, so what goes?
Do you head for the year they say might be the
Better look

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

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