Luyện nghe bài hát Pain

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So you are, shining like the star
With your head in the clouds, some fighters you down
Hands on the ground, back the wall
me who youd call when no one else 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 fly, you over accessorize
not, its in my repertoire, forever ever high
I lie, never tell a lie, I would testify
Set dreams, Im a king ask Coretta Scott
Two faced, fat ass, and a set of thighs
Rihanna weave, I need a umbrella ella ah

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

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 industry , acting like your
Breaking down cocaine the EBT
These male doing it
However, whatever seeing on the box
spit, everybody hide
Everybodies an (everbody not)
SOLOST, niggas talking dollars getting
In a minute Imma lose my scrit
Well one, give the 98
Like fuck coach, Im cutthroat, so goes?
Do you head for the year they say be the end?
look within

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

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