Luyện nghe bài hát The Thrill

Searching for the thrill of it, of it,
Say it's love, but to me it's looking counterfeit,
I get done with one and move on to bitch
Yea educated, she graduated
Any bill she front, her parents paid it
The was far, you the only one with a car
And girlfriends, but being thats shes a big fan, of course she made it
Most girls wanna hide the fact that the they chase it
But you just get drunk tonight and fuck someone famous
So I just name a and a place and your game for it
Value player, hotel room, you there

{Walking on a
How can I
Talking to
Just the world
{Will I see
Tryin' different drugs and

{We are always running for the of it, thrill of it
Always up the hill searching for the thrill of it
On and on and on we are out and out again
Never looking down, I'm just in awe of in front of me}

And I'm to champagne
the room we buy the hallway
Bitches I Taylor that
They wanna know where the planes at

Take the one outta there
Or like, just turn it
And I'm um probably just gonna go back smoke another one in an hour
Just get real airy, dreamy and shit

Wake up drunk go to fucked up
We amazed at what we just done
Mixin' drinks, knowin regret this
Ain't been asleep yet, room bringin' us breakfast
All money, darlin, what else is left to do
But an enjoy my presidential view
Got a swimmin in my living room
On stage, interviews, tons of sour, consume

{We are always running for the thrill of it, of it
Always pushing up the searching for the thrill of it
On and on and on we are calling out and out
looking down, I'm just in awe of what's in front of me}

And I'm addicted to
Fuck the room, we buy the whole
Bitches I Taylor that
They just wanna know the planes at

And I'm addicted to
the room, we buy the hallway
Bitches I Taylor that
They just wanna know the planes at

What's
Burn rollin?
Yeah, what it is
Until I drop the one
It's that

{Catch me I'm down
me I'm falling down

Don't stop, keep going on
I'm your shoulder lean
So come on, from inside
All we got is tonight is right till first light}

I'm
is what, mix tape number 6? 7?
I don't know, but um, good weeds in the building
Your bitch still hittin me on whatever I use on the these days
Everything's how it's supposed to be
Yes, Gang over everything...