Luyện nghe bài hát Pain

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So thick you are, shining like the
With your head in the clouds, some fighters you down
on the ground, back against the wall
Tell me who youd call when no one around

Lights, camera, action, lights, camera,
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera,
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera,
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera,
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera,
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera,
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera,
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera,

The will be televised, haters getting genocide
23 and 43, Im talkin my size
My niggas is hella fly, you accessorize
Better not, its in my repertoire, forever ever
I never lie, tell a lie, I would testify
Set dreams, Im a king ask Coretta Scott
Two faced, fat ass, and a nice set of
weave, I need a umbrella ella ella ah

Everybody me, hit, still aint got no cash
Bitch, get that glass quick, post my bad
Fuck you and Instagram, match a gram
Royal blue folls, head in the red Lambo
take me out, TMZ all in the VIP
Bitch Im in my new concrete
Too much if you ask me
Almost fucked fame, but she came with

I got two bad bitches, haters wanna em from me

Lights, camera, action, lights, camera,
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera,
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera,
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera,
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera,
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera,
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera,
Lights, camera, action, lights, camera,

Tryina get on in this , acting like your birthday
Breaking cocaine with the EBT
These male doing it
However, whatever they on the box
spit, everybody hide
Everybodies an (everbody not)
SOLOST, niggas dollars getting change
In a Imma lose my crew scrit
Well one, give the 98
fuck coach, Im cutthroat, so what goes?
Do you head for the they say might be the end?
look within

Glisten the glamors, we pose for the
Ghetto niggas with me, they with the hammers
Ghetto girls with me, pink toes in the
No dirty laundry, get your nose out my
Clothes in my hamper, that bathing ape
Brands from japan, you think I was a samurai
Drop-crotch, jeremy scott pants, bitch its hammer
Getting dirty money but I keep my sanitized
Life is what you need, wont you a Z ? Feel the breeze
Smoke the Deeze, hit that shit and please act at ease
you wanna be like the Black Eyed Peas, all these 3s
Star, thats Hollywood, wont you rest in

So you are, shining like the star
With your head in the clouds, some shoot you down
Hands on the ground, back against the
me who youd call when no one else around