Luyện nghe bài hát The Pain

Damn...
I don't do for fun man
my job, dawg
All you see is the videos and the and the watch
And the bracelet, and
And you know, grills and chains
Another chain on top of
And another on another finger, and another grill
And then I grills and then I change chains
And all you see, but you know

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

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

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

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

But everything good gotta bad
It's like the drama,
You know, small shit,
Like girls saying' my baby mama
But this music has me calmer
I now understand
These is mad,
wanna assassinate me
Like Obama
But I graduated, School of Hard Knocks, summa cum

On the side of the
I am really 'bout to fuck this crowd up
That makes me prouder, me a man
If you doin' what I'm' doin'
You a fan
Damn, get on your knees
And praise God that he sent you
That can just tell you niggas things

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