Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Presidents

Let me try this,
Uh,
coming soon,
I'm out for Presidents to me,
up nigga?
Yea niggaaaa, yea, uh,

Gimmie my money, man, why else a nigga be grinding? (right)
I'm for them diamonds, dog, how could a nigga be shining?(true)
I'm glowing, that the flow intact,
Get this record deal, I to God, my first 'mil I'm blowing that! (haha)
Now, like fuck it I I'll grow it back, shit, it's nothing,
how blacks spend their money on mad shit for stuntin,'(yea)
But shit, all we know man, thats how a niggas raised (true),
You learn bout two things: pussy, getting paid. (uh)
And you should be gettin' laid by the time you in grade,
So niggas lying on they dick and hoes giving brain, yea.
In dreamin' bout having these nice things, (uh)
And then you around and wonder why you strugglin'
But them ain't. (hmmm)
I brush it off like, "fuck it, motivation,"(yea)
Some niggas walk through life, some niggas roller skating, (uh)
niggas bypassing steps, some niggas chose to take 'em. (yea)
And for that fortune, man, some niggas their soul to Satan,
But fuck it man, I hatin,' I gotta go for mines.
My little God-sister now, I put in overtime,
On my grind, yea, just like the making Fortunes,
I'm focused, on my bite, a cobra, I'm tryna get my Oprah on.
These is crying cuz I won't pay 'em attention, (nah)
is money, bitch, and a nigga payin tuition, (ahaha)
Real niggas hustle by using intuition, (yup)
While these fake niggas ain't doing, they into wishin,'

Yeah,
uh,
I'm out for to represent me,
I'm Benjamins, nigga,
nigga,
Washingtons, man,
of those,
Yeah!

'Til I'm rich, ain't no to settle nigga,
Its greed make a nigga wink at the devil to get that cheese,
You niggas couldn't think at my level, with trees,
You couldn't get this with a shovel, now nigga, please,
I'm chasing G's tryna throw some on them freeze,
Sick shit, on some thousand-dollar sleeves.
to the top and I'm not finna leave 'til I'm hot,
But my watch gotta breeze, a nigga,
Boy, I'm shining without the in my mouth,
Out grindin' while you on your couch,
I'm climbing, you blinded by the doubt,
My riding is devout, so talking violence out yo' mouth,
And you gonna what I'm about, nigga!
Far from a slouch, nigga, I gonna parl