Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Presidents II

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

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

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

So sick of niggas, "I want money Cosby" (who wouldn't?)
This the kinda that make me think you probably ain't got no pudding
Niggas got them dreams from Jay
You in the streets, nigga, make your moves, get mill
Niggas'll coast in the SL but post bail
Niggas'll roast a L but scared to throw toast, well
I'm here to niggas it ain't all swell
There's heaven, then there's hell
One day you're cruising in your 7, next day you're sweating, forgetting lies
Alibis ain't up, bullshit catching up
Hit with the RICO, repo your vehicle
Everything was all good just a ago
'Bout to start ain't you? Ready to start snitching ain't you?
I'll forgive your weak ass; just ain't you
Aside from the fast cars, that shake they ass at bars
You know you wouldn't be
With the dealers, carriers of mac-millers
East Coast bodiers, West Coast
Little monkey turn gorillas
Stopped at the station, up on octane
And now they not and not playing, that goes without saying
Slaying day in and day out with money playing, they play you out
to escape my own mind, lurking the enemy
Representing infinity with presidencies, you

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

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