Luyện nghe bài hát A Million Lights

[Intro DJ
that
It's DJ
that We the Best, YMCMB
We the Forever

[Chorus Rudolf]
A million lights and a drum, the floor is moving slow
I've got a feeling about this one, and we still young, you
I'm breathing fire in your
not my fault if your heart's grown cold
It's not my fault if your heart's cold

1 Tyga]
Uh, new duffle bags
On the plane, see the sky a little glass
Twenty hour flight, jet-lagged
Sipping white wine, watching the
Real love close? I ain't never had
with you all day till the night pass
Damn, I ain't trying to fight
But if we fall too fast, will the last?
Now I'm looking over my shoulder,
Champagne, dining and good times, and now it's all over
But blame me for all that
You was bright, now your heart all
Try to the good with the bad
You a cold motherfucker, I mad at you
I'm still

[Verse 2 Mack
We the Best, baby
Bitch, I'm Mack
You getting old and your heart cold
Time-line froze, mad at the world because you lived life
But the life that we chose
Lights on the for the nicest road
I mean, long-ass flights for these hoes
But we crap out when the dice is rolled, I mean no life, low life
Say my name and hopes to get more life, live your life
Lame ass nigga, you it with no spice
Lil B sacrifice, show me what hoe like
Hit her with that dick, now she's a dope fiend
Leo lined king, I'm looking for a dope
Up first lady baby: Young Barrack
Baggy cargoes high, socks
Meet Gunz, Millz, Tyga, we them the chills
Keep riders, get control pills
Uh, Young

[Verse 3 Jae
Uh, lights
Lord knows I live for nights
You're damn right, sip champagne till it blurry my sight
for the captain, to the front like Jeter
And my diamonds ain't like an episode of cheetahs, Jesus
jewelry, loud speakers
Blowing weed with some loud divas

[Verse 4 Cory
Young Money, Money, We the Best, Khaled!
Uh, it's summertime, money time
Going to rhyme good time, when I'm giving mine
Loud smoke, quite engine out the silly
toes hanging out the window to the finish line
Spikes out my kicks like a porcupine
Young Money, Cash Money, We the Best, in line
Uptown, thoroughbreded the South Bronx
Hot in Miami, Khaled outcome
We made us, they hate us, to say the latest
Life nothing like a movie, I day to day this
Remember it was hard to page wagers
Nice spitting hard rhymes on the mainest
Independent, yeah I them major later
We some independent niggas major paper
to Tune, Stunna, Slim, Mack
We play for keeps, so they always get our back
YMCMB, lights, camera, action!