Luyện nghe bài hát American Dream

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

[Chorus:
I want a bag ol' of money, when I see my jeweler
Get a hard-on when I'm up that mulla
Scarface, living life like a king
eating good with my team (the American Dream)
They said I wouldn't, but I knew that I make it
Caught my first pie, yeah I knew that I bake it
Scarface, picture living life 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 they spitting the
Because the real ones
Ya'll niggas was by some haters
You niggas go and hate
Four car garage for the Rari, that bitch came with the
That's why the streets get so tricky, glad I fall for the bait
So focused and I'm determined to see shit in my face
You niggas go and face it
Lil bitch ain't shit, basic
Hit a lick on them bitches and win an out braclet
Never let my flaws and my come get the best of me
Turn into 250 to a half, I got the
First my President was black, now my is wack
I ain't never going broke, what's American in

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

[Verse 2: J.
Got money to make, out the candles then cut up the cake
I put it on plate, I'm running the game, you running in place
Still a youngin at heart, but mentally, bitch I'm a
Like running the late 90s, my is juggling weight
Running state to state, gunning up ways to safety
I'm on a paper chase, whatever it to make me
A millionaire, silly cause how really get there?
I mean, how niggas is Jeezy?
Ya'll this shit sound so easy
Breezy, turn on the TV, see these niggas trap on the CD
Meanwhile, back home, my niggas crack in the BP
Hoping one day they can 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 care bout the
White folks been getting rich off of
Through some underhanded methods, I got time to explain
I done that I won't reach 'em in since reaching ain't my thing
I drop a gem or two within a few verses I sing
For all my real trapped inside the game
You that already

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

3: Kendrick Lamar]
These made for [balling?]
Ten ain't for falling
I hear the world
Tell me if you're all in (tell me if all in)
I gotta eat, I gotta, money with
I gotta feast, I gotta re-ly on what is known to the man
Set his own, got my bible and my rifle in my hand, oh
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 bible and my rifle in my hand, oh