Luyện nghe bài hát When The People Cheer

Lights, camera, reaction
Attracted to a of lies with fat asses
Thank the most for high of high fashion
My art of war is killer couture, denim

Am I a douchebag or another doo rag?
get ahead on some brand new wave shit
For your entertainment is the language
So every time I speak I'm tryna make payment
I do 'em dirty sleep and get a nap, that works
Tell my P.O. ask me I work at
Think I learned that sleeping in the bird trap
Living on the run like tryna burn fat
I don't give a fuck, now maybe that's
Or the arrogance of someone who got shit
think money over bitches is a stock tip

I live in a trap where load crack
Wake up in the boxes with a box of Apple
Everybody acts like God is all
But I got the feelin' he ain't never back
So I got an angel that my prayer
Floating on the cloud I blow in the air
wins but nobody cares
They want blood when the people cheer

I'm to 95 dollars, that's the extent of my riches
Out of 99 problems, 98 of 'em is
Out here hollerin' ironic is
I've honestly been tryna do right
But from your in the air tonight, like Phil Collins
I'm a sex-addicted
for a pencil skirt
Looking for a shorty coming from work, I can pervert
On my grind doing consequential dirt
Searchin' for physical if I don't go mental first
Molly poppin', trolley
Know somebody prolly
That ain't stoppin' me coppin' a feel
Karate choppin' in after-hours spot
Watching body rockin'
I feed her vodka shots then she eat my Jonnie Cochran
Livin' fast, capt'
One of them even had
The audacity ask me how long thing would last
I said, "You wanna pay for class? Get on that stage and shake ass"
She a dick in a box and in an emergency break the glass
I make her
She makes it
And then she gives me lap and I'm thankful that
She keeps providing the for me to be unfaithful at