Luyện nghe bài hát The Pain

Damn...
I don't do for fun man
my job, dawg
All you see is the videos and the rings and the
And the bracelet, and
And you know, grills and more
Another on top of that
And another ring on finger, and another grill
And then I switch and then I change chains
And that's all you see, but you

'Ey
I wake up in the morning
Hit the snooze for hours
Get up, hop into a two hundred dollar shower
Brush my teeth I'm out it
Remote the Audi
Kiss my boy, my girl, kiss my wife, and then I'm outtie

Grind from a struggle to a hussle
"Aw man"s to "God damn"s
From a to a mussel
I say you had it better
But damn, did I
I ain't much
But if you tried to take it, I'll ya
It feels like I died
every time I drive my past life flash
Right in of my eyes
I'm not one of them guys
That remember shit,
Can't even go and drive alone in this whip
'Cause everybody him gone
But you got me up
If a nigga be on YouTube saying'
I ain't from my bowin' [?]

So I'm gonna goin' strong
And let you niggas go out of
As long as my is breathin'
I'm doing for a lot of reason
I do it for my kids and they kids'
And when I'm dead they to my grave
To tell me what they kids did,
I'mma tell 'em my style and how long I has hated on it
And how it took minutes to make a song about it
Even I was young I was actin' grown about it
Took some years, but eventually left me 'lone about it
Old folks me on 'cause they know I got it
see niggas get in the game and fold like origami

But the only I'm doin' is when I'm at shows poppin'
Got 'em fainting' like Michael Jackson, straight hos
Then I go home, safely homie, no robbin'
community
You gotta know the code,
up to the crib
Lamborghini so proper
And six old-schools on 24" choppas
White folks in my neighborhood think I'm the Dalai
'Specially when I outside like roo sticky dima [?]

But everything gotta turn bad
like the weekly drama,
You know, small shit,
Like saying' they my baby mama
But music has made me calmer
I now understand
These is mad,
They assassinate me
Like Obama
But I graduated, of Hard Knocks, summa cum laude

On the side of the
Like I am 'bout to fuck this crowd up
That makes me prouder, me a man
If you ain't doin' what I'm'
You a fan
Damn, get on knees please
And praise God that he you somebody
That can just tell you niggas these

Killa, R&B King, T.P.
The Jesus
A.K.A. the Lord of the Rings