Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Presidents

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

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

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

'Til I'm rich, ain't no reason to nigga,
Its greed that make a nigga at the devil to get that cheese,
You niggas couldn't think at my level, with trees,
You couldn't get deep with a shovel, now nigga, please,
I'm chasing G's tryna throw some diamonds on freeze,
shit, sneeze on some thousand-dollar sleeves.
Ease to the top and I'm not finna 'til I'm hot,
But my watch gotta breeze, a nigga,
Boy, I'm shining the diamonds in my mouth,
Out grindin' while you reclining on couch,
I'm climbing, you haters by the doubt,
My niggas riding is devout, so talking out yo' mouth,
And you gonna find I'm about, nigga!
Far from a slouch, nigga, I ain't gonna