Luyện nghe bài hát American Greed

God the kid
20 L's
I bought out 2012
"Hey girl" she ignored me, I'm "Honey, hell"
up money? I'm Cam,
but I money well
Sniff me, money smell, cologne juke
Chrome coupe, before towns Killa had his own
Now I'm shaving coke on an amazing
I don't what to say to folks.
from the 6
Took the 5th lane, I get brain
Yeah, get brain, mane
Can't hear y'all
Closed
places, spent faces
Y'all big babies, blame
You ain't one team
Bruce Leroy
Y'all sunscreen
greed shit'll turn you
Into the type
Lock like
die like Kirk
You'll get more when
Your collar and white

Backstreet Boy like Lou Perlman
I'm the 6th as long as the crew earn
Half the crew earnings, I take my
Sosa wars I'm feeling Big
On stage, and Timbs
red put track up
Move 8-balls, play pool? nigga rack up
Hit the white with all
Terrorizing the in the Viper or Cobra
New Louis sneaks with spikes all over
Crib on some kid shit, my Nikes all
purchase, next time I'll re-bigger
Fitted low dark shades like I don't see
Getting like I don't need niggas
know that crime pays?
Well at Flea nigga!
500, we read niggas
Wall Street
Greed
Lot of dough to be made,
I agree,
Summertime, True jeans
Is nigga
Julius Earving her: I'm a 6er
Rucker mixer, with the rock I fix ya
at Bar Mitzvahs
miss is off the
Ricardo laugh at ya
Get your up
I got a house
I chicks
With a full
open: who let the bull out?
violence and
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, imagine
Ave graduate in fact
And if you me in the

blowing
Right hand salute me
Sam
Scram,
Tan
Scary