Luyện nghe bài hát American Greed

God the kid
20 L's
I out that 2012
"Hey girl" she me, I'm like "Honey, hell"
What up I'm Cam,
but I money well
Sniff me, money smell, cologne juke
Chrome coupe, before Killa had his own stoops
Now I'm shaving coke on an boat
I don't know to say to folks.
from the 6
the 5th lane, where I get brain
Yeah, get brain, mane
Can't hear niggas
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Been places, faces
Y'all big babies, Davis
You that one team
Leroy glow
Y'all sunscreen
American greed turn you
Into the worst
Lock like
die like Kirk
You'll get dirty when
Your collar and white

Backstreet Boy *NSYNC like Lou
I'm the 6th member as long as the crew
Half the crew earnings, I my break
Sosa wars I'm feeling Big
On stage, and Timbs
red put track up
Move 8-balls, play pool? Well nigga up
Hit the white all soda
Terrorizing the streets in the or Cobra
New Louis Vuitton sneaks with spikes all
Crib on some kid shit, my all over
Small purchase, next time I'll
Fitted low dark shades like I see niggas
Getting dough like I need niggas
Didn't know that crime
Well at Flea nigga!
500, we read niggas
Wall Journals
American
Lot of dough to be made,
I agree,
Summertime, Religion jeans
Is nigga
Earving whip her: I'm a 6er
Rucker Park mixer, the rock I fix ya
at Bar Mitzvahs
miss is off the
Ricky Ricardo at ya
Get your up
I got a full
I chicks
With a full
Cage who let the bull out?
violence and
I'm what the about
got a vision that's so raw
Say no more. Rewind: he me of me in '04
Maybe it's our habitat, maddest
Rat-tat-tat, I had to trap, imagine
Lenox Ave in fact
And if you me in the

blowing
hand should salute me
Sam
Scram,
Tan
Scary