Luyện nghe bài hát Pain

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So thick you are, like the star
your head in the clouds, some fighters shoot you down
Hands on the ground, against 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 will be televised, haters getting genocide
23 and 43, Im my Margiela size
My is hella fly, you over accessorize
not, its in my repertoire, forever ever high
I never lie, tell a lie, I would testify
Set dreams, Im a king ask Coretta Scott
Two faced, fat ass, and a nice set of
Rihanna weave, I need a umbrella ella ah

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

I got two bad bitches, haters wanna take em 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 your birthday
Breaking down with the EBT
These groupies doing it
However, whatever they on the box
Everybody spit, hide
Everybodies an (everbody not)
SOLOST, niggas talking dollars change
In a minute Imma lose my scrit
one, give the full 98
Like fuck coach, Im cutthroat, so what
Do you head for the year they say be the end?
look within

Glisten the glamors, we for the cameras
Ghetto niggas with me, they pose the hammers
Ghetto girls with me, toes in the sandals
No dirty laundry, get nose out my Hamper
Clothes in my hamper, that bathing ape
Brands from japan, you would think I was a
Drop-crotch, jeremy scott pants, bitch its hammer
Getting dirty money but I keep my hand
Life is what you need, wont you take a Z ? Feel the
Smoke the Sour Deeze, hit that shit and please act at
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 against the
me who youd call when no one else around