Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Presidents III

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

Ahh, who wanna bet us we don't touch leathers
Stack cheddars forever, treacherous all the et ceteras
To the of us, me and my confidants, we shine
You the ambiance, y'all niggaz just rhyme

By the ounce dough like snow
We don't just shine, we illuminate the show, you feel me?
Factions from the side would love to kill me
three quarts of my blood into the street, let alone the heat

Fuck 'em, we hate a lovin' this life
In all possible ways, the Feds is buggin' my life
Hospital days, reflectin' my man laid up
On the Uptown high block, he got his side up

I saw his life slippin', this is a minor set
Yo, in all we livin', just dream about the get back
That made him though his eyes said, "Pray for me"
I'll do you one better and slay these niggaz

Murder is a tough thing to digest, it's a slow
And I got nothin' but time
I had near brushes, not to three shots
range, never touched me, divine intervention

Can't stop I, drinkin' Mai-Tai's, with Ta Ta
in Nevada, ha ha, Poppa, word life
I dabbled in crazy weight without rap, I was straight
Potnah, I'm still spendin' from eighty-eight, what?

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

Geyeah, know what? make
You and wack mans fold like bad hands, roll like Monopoly
Advance you copy me white crystals, I gross the most
At the end of the fiscal year than these can wish to

The dead presidential
the sprinkles and the presidental, ice that'll offend you
In due time when crime fleas my
All sneak thieves and playa haters can

But until then, I keep the trillion cut shinin' brilliant
I'll tell you half the story, the you fill it in
Long as the villian win, I spend Japan Yen, attend events
Catch me in the joints, convinced my is bitin'

J-A-Y hyphen, controllin',
I got a life man, pounds and pence
Nuff dollars sense, while you ride the bench
Catch me for the fence, Dead Presidents, ya know

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

Uh-huh, yeah, uh-huh, so be it
The Soviet, The Unified Flow
You already know, you light I'm heavy roll, dough
Mic macheted your flow, paper falls slow

Like confetti, a steady grow, bet he glow
Pay five it from blow, better believe I have
Eleven sixty to show, my doe flip like
Jay-Z The Icon, baby, you like Dom, maybe Cristal's

To change your huh, roll with the winners
Heavy like hit records, Roc-A-Fella
get it corrected this shit is perfected
from chips to chicks just drivin' a

Make it without your gun, we everything you brung
We cake and you niggaz is and we gettin' it done
Crime Family, well connected
And you fake thugs is Unplugged MTV
I empty three, take your treasure, my
Dead presidentials, as usual, blaow

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

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

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