Luyện nghe bài hát American Dream

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

[Mike talking]

Uhhn!
muthafuck all y'all
Mr. Mike Tyson flow, all

Uhhn!
muthafuck all y'all

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

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

[Mike talking]

2]
Hoe I go so
I'm so my I.D. is a postcard
I travel like B-ball no calls
I play my roll and listen out for the ball
This is a movie and every must go off
But gangsta doesn't die like O-Dogg
Say up Blood!
What da Read!?
star general in a six speed
Still hood thick cheese bitch please
Him squeeze quicker than the breeze
Bullets that a trees
shoot till it's empty
Inf. Beam turn dat cheese to swiss cheese
me! Folla me!
Fuck around and see a whole notha of me
I yo' body with them hollow tips biologiest
Photographies, picture me in yo' with a mask on
to yo' head while you puttin' yo' pants on (Hurry up nigga)

Payton Manning offense defense
shit
That is how I it, rest in piece Pimp C
I do it how I do it cuz I know my see me
And I'ma hold it bitch yeah that crown fit
The boy got a flow you can drown in
When you in the water watch sharks,
you in the water watch dat salt
Young Carter no Style so Raw,or..

Tyson talking]

3]
Hahaha!
Fuckin' right I'm a
than a blade like Sticky Fingers I'll sign ya
Mortal Kombat Street Fightin' E. Honda
Murk ya and da dummies dat signed ya reallly
Fireman gasoline on ya contract
Fuck a pen I need a match fuck a bitch I need a 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 missles Young
Big nuts and they farther than ya father's
Uhahaha!