Luyện nghe bài hát American Dream

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

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

[Verse 1:
You good or you great
You either or you fake
Let's watch spitting the real
Because the real relate
Ya'll niggas was raised by some
You niggas go head and
Four car for the Rari, that bitch came with the estate
That's why the streets get so tricky, glad I ain't for the bait
So and I'm determined to see that shit in my face
You go head and face it
Lil bitch ain't shit, basic
Hit a on them bitches and win an iced out braclet
let my flaws and my past come get the best of me
Turn into 250 to a half, I got the
my President was black, now my President is wack
I ain't never broke, what's American in that

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

2: J. Cole]
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 youngin at heart, but mentally, bitch I'm a
Like the late 90s, my niggas is juggling weight
Running from state to state, gunning up to safety
I'm on a chase, whatever it takes to make me
A millionaire, cause how many really get there?
I mean, how many is Jeezy?
Ya'll make this sound so easy
Breezy, turn on the TV, see these niggas trap on the CD
Meanwhile, back home, my niggas sell in the BP
Hoping one day can [beat the?]
Niggas is on the screen
Cause that's the Dream
Now here go the thing,
Hysterical screams, coming from mothers that their kings
Or the unbearable pain of watching walk out with the sheriff in chains
Becoming a number, they no longer bout the name
White folks been getting rich off of
Through some underhanded methods, I don't got time to
I done fear that I reach 'em in since reaching ain't my thing
I just a gem or two within a few verses I sing
For all my real niggas trapped inside the
You know that

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

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