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
on the ground, back against the wall
Tell me who youd call when no one 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 accessorize
not, its in my repertoire, forever ever high
I never lie, never tell a lie, I testify
Set dreams, Im a king ask Coretta Scott
Two faced, fat ass, and a nice set of
weave, I need a umbrella ella ella ah

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

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,

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

Glisten the glamors, we pose for the
Ghetto niggas with me, they pose the hammers
Ghetto girls me, pink toes in the sandals
No dirty laundry, get your nose out my
in my hamper, that bathing ape camouflage
Brands from japan, you think I was a samurai
Drop-crotch, jeremy pants, bitch its hammer time
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 act at ease
Wouldnt you wanna be the Black Eyed Peas, all these 3s
Star, thats Hollywood, wont you rest in

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