Luyện nghe bài hát American Dream

1]
Uhhn!
Like muthafuck all
Mr. Mike Tyson flow, uppercut all
Step into my ring bitches, ding bitches
Click pow pow

[Mike Tyson

Uhhn!
Like all y'all
Mr. Tyson flow, uppercut all

Uhhn!
muthafuck all y'all

Uhhn!
Like all y'all
Mr. Mike flow, uppercut all y'all
Step into my ring bitches, ding bitches
Click pow pow ping ping bitches

I'm the Dream machine I king vision
I can see through yo' scene like screens, hear me?
To a you are just deer meat
God fear me ser-ious
Us Be YM them try them and die I say so
Weezy F. hardful red go Prego
It's all gravy tryna build like
Betta "Leggo My Ego!" with some on the table
Yeah!
And I don't know how feel nigga cuz all my life I been a real nigga
ya girlfriend, fuck ya hommie too
I drop I'm in the booth in a army suit
And I'm to shoot and I'm a marksmen too
And the target, Oops!
And everything gets better in time and time is
And it's my time and I'm better

[Mike talking]

2]
Hoe I go so
I'm so gone my I.D. is a
I travel like B-ball no calls
I play my roll and listen out for the roll
This is a movie and every movie go off
But this doesn't die like O-Dogg
Say up Blood!
What da Read!?
Five star general in a six
Still like thick cheese bitch please
Him squeeze quicker than the breeze
Bullets that a trees
Simply shoot till it's
Inf. Beam turn dat thick cheese to swiss
me! Folla me!
Fuck around and see a whole side of me
I separate yo' with them hollow tips biologiest
Photographies, picture me in yo' bedroom a mask on
Pistol to yo' while you puttin' yo' pants on (Hurry up nigga)

Manning offense Singletary defense
Super-duper-extra-much-really-very-street
That is how I keeps it, in piece Pimp C
I do it how I do it cuz I my nigga see me
And I'ma hold it bitch yeah that crown fit
The boy got a flow you can drown in
you in the water watch them sharks,
when you in the water dat salt
Young Carter no Style so Raw,or..

Tyson talking]

3]
Hahaha!
Fuckin' I'm a monster
Sharper than a blade Sticky Fingers I'll sign ya
Kombat Street Fightin' like E. Honda
Murk ya and da dummies dat signed ya reallly
Fireman spit on ya contract
Fuck a pen I need a match fuck a bitch I need a batch of
Y'all niggas act a bunch of bitches
bitches leave you in a tub of blood
Bitches young niggas, Young Money, young niggas, fuck
We at yo' window with missles Young Carter
Big nuts and they hung than ya father's
Uhahaha!