Luyện nghe bài hát American Dream

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

[Mike talking]

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

Uhhn!
Like muthafuck all

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

I'm the Dream machine I mean king
I can see through yo' scene clear screens, hear me?
To a lion you are deer meat
Fear God me ser-ious
Us Be YM them try and die when I say so
Weezy F. hardful red go like
It's all tryna build like Legos
Betta "Leggo My Ego!" with some on the table
Yeah!
And I don't know how fake feel cuz all my life I been a real nigga
Fuck ya girlfriend, fuck ya too
I drop bombs I'm in the booth in a army
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 gone my I.D. is a
I travel B-ball with no calls
I play my and listen out for the roll ball
This is a and every movie must go off
But this gangsta doesn't die O-Dogg
Say up Blood!
What da Read!?
Five general in a six speed
Still hood like thick cheese bitch
Him squeeze quicker than the wind
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 notha side of me
I separate yo' body with hollow tips biologiest
Photographies, picture me in yo' with a mask on
Pistol to yo' while you puttin' yo' pants on (Hurry up nigga)

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

[Mike Tyson

3]
Hahaha!
Fuckin' right I'm a
Sharper than a blade like Fingers I'll sign ya
Mortal Kombat Street like E. Honda
ya and da dummies dat signed ya what's reallly
Fireman gasoline 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
Blood bitches you in a tub of blood
Bitches young niggas, Money, young niggas, fuck pistols
We at yo' window with scud missles Carter
Big nuts and they farther than ya father's
Uhahaha!