Luyện nghe bài hát American Dream

1]
Uhhn!
Like all y'all
Mr. Mike Tyson flow, all y'all
Step into my ring bitches, ding ding
Click pow pow

[Mike talking]

Uhhn!
Like muthafuck all
Mr. Tyson flow, uppercut all

Uhhn!
Like muthafuck all

Uhhn!
Like all y'all
Mr. Mike Tyson flow, uppercut all
Step into my ring bitches, ding ding
Click clack pow pow ping bitches

I'm the machine I mean king vision
I can see through yo' like clear screens, hear me?
To a lion you are just meat
Fear God me ser-ious
Us Be YM try them and die when I say so
F. hardful red go like Prego
It's all tryna build like Legos
Betta "Leggo My Ego!" some breakfast on the table
Yeah!
And I don't know how fake feel nigga cuz all my life I been a real
Fuck ya girlfriend, fuck ya too
I drop bombs I'm in the in a army suit
And I'm to shoot and I'm a marksmen too
And the target, Oops!
And everything gets better in time and time is
And muthafucka it's my and I'm better

[Mike talking]

2]
Hoe I go so
I'm so gone my I.D. is a
I travel like B-ball no calls
I my roll and listen out for the roll ball
This is a and every movie must go off
But this gangsta die like O-Dogg
Say up Blood!
da lick Read!?
Five general in a six speed
Still hood like cheese bitch please
Him squeeze than the wind breeze
that a trim trees
Simply shoot till it's
Inf. turn dat thick cheese to swiss cheese
Folla me! me!
Fuck and see a whole notha side of me
I separate yo' body with them hollow tips
Photographies, me in yo' bedroom with a mask on
to yo' head while you puttin' yo' pants on (Hurry up nigga)

Payton offense Singletary defense
shit
That is how I keeps it, rest in Pimp C
I do it how I do it cuz I my nigga see me
And I'ma hold it down bitch yeah that fit
The boy got a flow you can drown in
When you in the water them sharks,
when you in the water watch dat
Carter no floss Style so Raw,or..

[Mike Tyson

3]
Hahaha!
Fuckin' I'm a monster
Sharper than a blade like Sticky Fingers sign ya
Mortal Kombat Street Fightin' like E.
Murk ya and da dummies dat signed ya what's
Fireman spit on ya contract
a pen I need a match fuck a bitch I need a batch of bitches
Y'all niggas act like a of bitches
bitches leave you in a tub of blood
Bitches young niggas, Young Money, niggas, fuck pistols
We at yo' window with scud Young Carter
Big nuts and hung farther than ya father's
Uhahaha!