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"
up money? I'm Cam,
but I know well
Sniff me, that smell, cologne juke
Chrome coupe, before Killa had his own stoops
Now I'm coke on an amazing boat
I don't know to say to folks.
the 6 train
Took the 5th lane, where I get
Yeah, get brain, mane
hear y'all niggas
Closed
Been places, faces
Y'all big babies, blame
You ain't one team
Leroy glow
Y'all need
American greed shit'll you
Into the type
like Madoff
die Kirk Wright
You'll get dirty when
Your and shirt white

Backstreet Boy *NSYNC like Lou
I'm the 6th member as long as the crew
Half the crew earnings, I my break
wars I'm feeling like Big
On stage, boxers and
red put track up
Move 8-balls, play Well nigga rack up
Hit the white all soda
the streets in the Viper or Cobra
New Louis Vuitton sneaks spikes all over
on some kid shit, my Nikes all over
Small purchase, next I'll re-bigger
Fitted low dark shades like I don't see
Getting like I don't need niggas
Didn't know that pays?
Well look at nigga!
Fortune 500, we niggas
Street Journals
American
Lot of to be made, shit
I agree,
Summertime, Religion jeans
Is capris
Earving whip her: I'm a 6er
Rucker Park mixer, with the I fix ya
at Bar Mitzvahs
miss is off the
Ricky Ricardo at ya
Get chicks up
I got a full
I leave
a full mouth
Cage who let the bull out?
and drugs
I'm what the about
Vado got a vision so raw
Say no more. he remind me of me in '04
it's our habitat, maddest clap
Rat-tat-tat, I had to trap, that
Lenox Ave graduate in
And if you me in the

blowing
hand should salute me
Sam
Scram,
Tan
Scary