Luyện nghe bài hát Pain

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So thick you are, shining like the
With your head in the clouds, some shoot you down
Hands on the ground, back against the
Tell me who youd 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, getting genocide
23 and 43, Im my Margiela size
My niggas is hella fly, you over
Better not, its in my repertoire, ever high
I lie, never tell a lie, I would testify
Set aside dreams, Im a king ask Scott
Two faced, fat ass, and a nice set of
Rihanna weave, I a umbrella ella ella ah

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

I got two bad bitches, wanna 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 , acting like your birthday
Breaking down with the EBT
male groupies doing it
However, whatever they on the box
Everybody spit, everybody
an artist (everbody not)
SOLOST, talking dollars getting change
In a minute Imma lose my crew
one, give the full 98
Like fuck coach, Im cutthroat, so what
Do you head for the year say might be the end?
Better within

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

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