Luyện nghe bài hát The Pain

Damn...
I do this for fun man
It's my job,
All you see is the videos and the and the watch
And the bracelet, and
And you know, and more chains
Another chain on top of
And another on another finger, and another grill
And then I switch grills and then I chains
And that's all you see, but you

'Ey
I wake up in the morning
Hit the snooze for hours
Get up, hop into a two thousand dollar shower
Brush my when I'm out it
Remote the Audi
Kiss my boy, kiss my girl, my wife, and then I'm outtie

Grind from a struggle to a hussle
"Aw man"s to "God damn"s
From a clam to a
I say you had it better
But damn, did I
I ain't much
But if you to take it, I'll bust ya
It feels like I died
'Cause every time I my past life flash
Right in of my eyes
I'm not one of them guys
That don't shit,
Can't even go home and drive in this whip
'Cause everybody him gone
But you got me up
If a gon' be on YouTube saying'
I ain't my bowin' homes [?]

So I'm gonna keep goin'
And let you niggas go out of
As as my kids is breathin'
I'm doing this for a lot of
I do it for my kids and kids' kids
And when I'm dead they come to my
To tell me what they did, yeah
I'mma tell 'em my style and how long I has on about it
And how it took twenty to make a song about it
Even though I was young I was actin' about it
Took years, but eventually they left me 'lone about it
Old folks cheering' me on 'cause they I got it
They see niggas get in the and fold like origami

But the only foldin' I'm doin' is when I'm at shows
Got 'em fainting' like Michael Jackson, hos droppin'
Then I go home, safely homie, no robbin'
Gated
You know the code, partna
up to the crib
Lamborghini look so
And six old-schools sittin' on 24"
White folks in my neighborhood think I'm the Dalai
'Specially when I outside like roo sticky dima [?]

But everything good gotta bad
like the weekly drama,
You know, lil' shit,
girls saying' they my baby mama
But this music has me calmer
I now karma
These is mad,
wanna assassinate me
Like Barack
But I graduated, School of Hard Knocks, cum laude

On the side of the
Like I am really 'bout to fuck this up
makes me prouder, makes me a man
If you ain't doin' what doin'
You a fan
Damn, get on knees please
And praise God that he you somebody
That can just tell you these things

Killa, R&B King, T.P.
The Jesus
A.K.A. the of the Three Rings