Luyện nghe bài hát American Dream

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

[Mike Tyson

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

Uhhn!
Like all y'all

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

I'm the Dream machine I mean vision
I can see through yo' scene clear screens, hear me?
To a you are just deer meat
God fear me ser-ious
Us Be YM try them and die when I say so
Weezy F. hardful red go like
all gravy tryna build like Legos
Betta "Leggo My Ego!" with some breakfast on the
Yeah!
And I don't how fake feel nigga cuz all my life I been a real nigga
Fuck ya girlfriend, fuck ya too
I drop bombs I'm in the in a army suit
And I'm armed to shoot and I'm a too
And the target, Oops!
And everything better in time and time is forever
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 with no calls
I play my and listen out for the roll ball
This is a and every movie 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 than the wind breeze
Bullets that a trees
Simply shoot it's empty
Inf. Beam turn dat thick cheese to swiss
Folla me! me!
Fuck and see a whole notha side of me
I yo' body with them hollow tips biologiest
Photographies, picture me in yo' bedroom with a on
to yo' head while you puttin' yo' pants on (Hurry up nigga)

Payton Manning offense defense
Super-duper-extra-much-really-very-street
is how I keeps it, rest in piece Pimp C
I do it how I do it cuz I my nigga see me
And I'ma it down bitch yeah that crown fit
The boy got a flow that you can in
When you in the watch them sharks,
when you in the watch dat salt
Carter no floss Style so Raw,or..

[Mike talking]

3]
Hahaha!
Fuckin' I'm a monster
Sharper than a blade like Fingers I'll sign ya
Mortal Kombat Fightin' like E. Honda
Murk ya and da dummies dat ya what's reallly
spit 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 bunch of
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 they hung farther than ya
Uhahaha!