Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Presidents II

Presidents to me
I'm out for to represent me
I'm out for dead presidents to represent me

While others that Wonderama shit, me and my conglomerate
Shall anonymous, caught up in the finest shit
out my dreams until my heart give out
Involved with cream, you know exactly what this about
y'all mean? Handling since a teen, I dish out
Like the point guard off favorite team, without doubt
My life ain't rosy but I roll it
My mind was fine the dough hit it and told me that the Mo' did it
And now it's kosher, is so Hasidic
I a digit on a diamond in a minute but no bitches
Watch how I'm cause even the thoroughest niggas be narkin'
Tryin' to strike a hoping that they might get pardoned
I'm involved with got me pins and needles
And my cerebral the wickedest evil thoughts that this sport'll feed you
Peep facts, in the so deep fiends could catch ya
Freeze off my cap, can y'all believe that?
Got the city Cristals, re-up the fee
going broke, tryin' to keep up with me
My rise to riches surprised the bitches: harder
You know nigga, Jay-Z, Shawn Carter
G.S. the up, dress the fuck up
Watch me shine like a Breitling, begets the up
All rhymers forget it Alzheimer's
Small timers, I it, I'm addressing all dramas
to me

Presidents to me
I'm out for presidents to me
I'm out for fuckin' presidents to represent me

So sick of niggas, "I want like Cosby" (who wouldn't?)
This the talk that make me think you probably ain't got no pudding
Niggas got them kinda from Jay
You in the streets, nigga, make your moves, get mill
Niggas'll coast in the SL but post bail
Niggas'll a L but scared to throw your toast, well
I'm here to niggas it ain't all swell
There's heaven, then there's niggas
One day you're cruising in your 7, next day you're sweating, forgetting your
Alibis ain't up, bullshit catching up
Hit with the RICO, they your vehicle
Everything was all just a week ago
'Bout to start bitching ain't you? Ready to start snitching ain't
I'll forgive weak ass; hustling just ain't you
from the fast cars, honeys that shake they ass at bars
You know you wouldn't be
With the underworld dealers, carriers of
East Coast bodiers, Coast cap-peelers
Little monkey turn gorillas
Stopped at the station, filled up on
And now they not sane and not playing, that goes saying
Slaying day in and day out with money playing, then they you out
Trying to escape my own mind, lurking the
Representing infinity with presidencies, you

Dead fuckin' presidents to me
Dead fuckin' to represent me
Dead fuckin' presidents to me
Dead fuckin' to represent me

to represent me
I'm out for presidents to me
I'm out for dead fuckin' to represent me