Luyện nghe bài hát American Greed

God the kid
20 L's
I bought out that
"Hey girl" she me, I'm like "Honey, hell"
What up I'm Cam,
but I money well
me, that money smell, cologne juke
Chrome coupe, before towns Killa had his own
Now I'm coke on an amazing boat
I don't what to say to folks.
the 6 train
Took the 5th lane, where I get
Yeah, get brain, shit
hear y'all niggas
Closed
places, spent faces
Y'all big babies, Davis
You that one team
Bruce glow
Y'all need
American shit'll turn you
the worst type
Lock Madoff
die Kirk Wright
You'll get dirty when
collar and shirt white

Backstreet Boy *NSYNC Lou Perlman
I'm the 6th member as as the crew earn
Half the crew earnings, I take my
wars I'm feeling like Big
On stage, and Timbs
red put track up
Move 8-balls, pool? Well nigga rack up
Hit the white with all
Terrorizing the streets in the or Cobra
New Louis Vuitton sneaks with spikes all
on some kid shit, my Nikes all over
Small purchase, time I'll re-bigger
Fitted low dark shades like I see niggas
Getting dough I don't need niggas
know that crime pays?
Well look at nigga!
500, we read niggas
Wall Journals
Greed
Lot of dough to be made,
I agree,
Summertime, True Religion
Is nigga
Earving whip her: I'm a 6er
Rucker mixer, with the rock I fix ya
Ball at Bar
miss is off the
Ricky laugh at ya
Get chicks up
I got a house
I chicks
With a full
Cage open: who let the out?
and drugs
I'm the hood about
Vado got a that's so raw
Say no more. he remind me of me in '04
Maybe our habitat, maddest clap
Rat-tat-tat, I had to trap, that
Ave graduate in fact
And if you me in the

blowing
Right hand should me
Sam
Scram,
Tan
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