Luyện nghe bài hát American Dream

(Cryin', cryin', cryin')
Ye up (Ye, what's up)
Road to America
[?] make a
Ye, ye, ye, ye
go

[Chorus:
I just want a bag ol' of money, when I see my
Get a hard-on when I'm counting up mulla
Scarface, picture living life a king
Everday eating good my team (the American Dream)
They said I wouldn't, but I knew that I would it
Caught my pie, yeah I knew that I could bake it
Scarface, picture living life like a
grinding hard with my team (the American Dream)

[Verse 1:
You either good or you
You either or you fake
Let's they spitting the real
Because the ones relate
niggas was raised by some haters
You niggas go head and
Four car garage for the Rari, that bitch with the estate
That's why the streets get so tricky, I ain't fall for the bait
So and I'm determined to see that shit in my face
You niggas go and face it
Lil bitch shit, mami basic
Hit a lick on bitches and win an iced out braclet
let my flaws and my past come get the best of me
Turn 250 to a half, I got the recipe
First my President was black, now my is wack
I ain't going broke, what's American in that

[Chorus:
I just want a bag ol' of money, I see my jeweler
Get a hard-on when I'm counting up that
Scarface, picture living like a king
eating good with my team (the American Dream)
They said I wouldn't, but I knew I would make it
Caught my first pie, yeah I that I could bake it
Scarface, picture living life a king
Everday hard with my team (the American Dream)

[Verse 2: J.
Got money to make, blow out the candles cut up the cake
Then I put it on plate, I'm the game, you running in place
Still a at heart, but mentally, bitch I'm a hundred-and-eight
Like running the late 90s, my niggas is juggling
Running from state to state, gunning up to safety
I'm on a paper chase, it takes to make me
A millionaire, silly cause how many get there?
I mean, how niggas is Jeezy?
make this shit sound so easy
Breezy, turn on the TV, see these niggas that on the CD
Meanwhile, back home, my niggas crack in the BP
Hoping one day they can [beat
is there on the screen
Cause that's the Dream
Now here go the thing,
Hysterical screams, coming from mothers that buried their
Or the unbearable pain of watching them out with the sheriff in chains
Becoming a number, they no longer care bout the
White folks been rich off of cocaine
Through underhanded methods, I don't got time to explain
I done that I won't reach 'em in since reaching ain't my thing
I just drop a gem or two within a few verses I
For all my real niggas trapped inside the
You know that

Jeezy]
I just want a bag ol' of money, when I see my
Get a hard-on when I'm counting up mulla
Scarface, picture living like a king
Everday eating good my team (the American Dream)
said I wouldn't, but I knew that I would make it
Caught my first pie, yeah I that I could bake it
Scarface, picture life like a king
Everday grinding hard with my (the American Dream)

3: Kendrick Lamar]
These streets made for
Ten toes for falling
I hear the calling
Tell me if all in (tell me if you're all in)
I gotta eat, I gotta, make money
I gotta feast, I gotta on what is known to the traveling man
Set his own, got my bible and my in my hand, oh yeah
I gotta eat, I gotta, money with
I gotta feast, I gotta re-ly on is known to the traveling man
Set his own, got my bible and my rifle in my hand, oh