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 would a nigga be grinding? (right)
I'm for diamonds, dog, how else could a nigga be shining?(true)
I'm glowing, knowing the flow intact,
Get this record deal, I swear to God, my first 'mil I'm 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 know man, thats how a niggas (true),
You bout two things: getting pussy, getting paid. (uh)
And you should be laid by the time you in ninth grade,
So niggas lying on they dick and giving nice brain, yea.
In class dreamin' bout having these things, (uh)
And then you look around and why you strugglin'
But them ain't. (hmmm)
I it off like, "fuck it, it's motivation,"(yea)
Some niggas gotta walk through life, some roller skating, (uh)
Some niggas steps, some niggas chose to take 'em. (yea)
And for that fortune, man, niggas sold their 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 like the nigga Fortunes,
I'm focused, on my bite, like a cobra, I'm tryna get my on.
hoes is crying cuz I won't pay 'em attention, (nah)
Time is money, bitch, and a payin tuition, (ahaha)
Real niggas hustle by their intuition, (yup)
While fake niggas ain't into 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 reason to nigga,
Its greed that a nigga wink at the devil to get that cheese,
You couldn't think at my level, even with trees,
You couldn't get this deep a shovel, now nigga, please,
I'm chasing G's tryna throw diamonds on them freeze,
shit, sneeze on some thousand-dollar sleeves.
Ease to the top and I'm not finna leave I'm hot,
But my watch breeze, a south nigga,
Boy, I'm shining the diamonds in my mouth,
Out grindin' you reclining on your couch,
I'm climbing, you haters by the doubt,
My niggas riding is devout, so violence out yo' mouth,
And you gonna what I'm about, nigga!
Far a slouch, nigga, I ain't gonna parl