Luyện nghe bài hát Pain

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So thick you are, shining the star
With your head in the clouds, some shoot 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 hella fly, you accessorize
not, its in my repertoire, forever ever high
I never lie, never a lie, I would testify
Set aside dreams, Im a king ask Coretta
Two faced, fat ass, and a nice set of
Rihanna weave, I need a ella ella ah

Everybody knows me, hit, still aint got no
Bitch, get that quick, post my bad habits
Fuck you and your Instagram, match a
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 , like your birthday
Breaking cocaine with the EBT
male groupies doing it
However, whatever seeing 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
Like coach, Im cutthroat, so what goes?
Do you for the year they say might be the end?
Better within

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

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