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 world is my
New Porter, the way I flip quarters
Front on all other rap artists, but me

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

Still I'm grindin', army jacket
40 below timbs on, my M's on
My best gone, I seen bad days
Still find songs I hear him on
my Mary J. Blige 'Reminisce' on
I hear his in my mind like nigga live on

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

I ease up, right
I'm nigga, I want the sky
The world when I'm 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 want the sky,

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

In I had pizza in the club
Ladies know I'm that guy, wanna piece of my love
Now wanna ya boy like Mike in his prime
Billie Jean, the goddamn boy mine

And the Roc up had the people losin' hope
Can't lie, had Muhammad Hovi on the ropes
Now I'm back in the go mode, in the go-go's
Throwin' the diamond up, reppin' the
gold rose flow, I'm okay though
What don't kill me makes than before so

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

And then I bid you Adu
Prodigal Child, not ready for the future
Then I disappear in the Triangle
My name will be viewed
Here's to the man that to give up
I want the sky nigga,

I the sky, baby
I the sky, baby