Luyện nghe bài hát American Gangster

And you say New York
Uh-huh, put hands together
Young, uh-huh,
Uh-huh, yes

I'm from the 80's, home of the
Error of the hustlers, uh the is my custy
New Porter, the way I flip quarters
on all these other rap artists, but me

Momma was a wearer, papa ran numbers
So it's plain to see where my whole plan come
American dream, I'm livin' the still
The way I is like a zillion dollar light bill

Still I'm grindin', army linin'
40 below on, gettin' my M's on
My best friends gone, I seen bad
find songs that I hear him on
Gettin' my Mary J. Blige on
I hear his voice in my like nigga live on

So I get on fly shit I been on
Spin on corners in Enzo with on
But for info, puffin' on
me amnesia

I up, that's right
I'm nigga, I want the sky
The world I'm done I'ma give it to my sons
Let 'em it up, split it up, switch it up, uh

Sixes kit it up, man I did it up,
The rest of my belonging's in the hall of fame
A of hits next to all my names
I

I the sky, baby
I the sky, baby

If the sky fall and it all goes tomorrow
And they foreclose on the house and off all my cars
cry for me Argentina, I mobbed in the beamer
Took abroad, got mobbed in Sardinia

In I had pizza in the club
Ladies know I'm guy, they wanna piece of my love
Now they wanna ya boy like Mike in his
Billie Jean, the goddamn boy ain't

And the Roc up had the people losin' hope
Can't lie, they had Muhammad on the ropes
Now I'm back in the go mode, back in the
the diamond up, reppin' the logo
Rose gold flow, I'm okay though
What don't kill me makes stronger than so

we go and I'm not domino
When it all falls down, I'm Kanye's jaw
I break but I don't fold
I hold the sky in my hand
Yeah, my goal

And I bid you Freddy Adu
Prodigal Child, not ready for the future
Then I in the Bermuda Triangle
My name will be such
Here's to the man that refused to up
I want the sky nigga,

I the sky, baby
I the sky, baby