Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Presidents (part 1)

Presidents to me, get money
I'm out for presidents to me, get money
I'm out for presidents to represent me, get
I'm out for dead, fuckin' presidents to me, whose

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

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

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

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

Murder is a tough thing to digest, a slow process
And I ain't got but time
I had near brushes, not to mention three
Close range, touched me, divine intervention

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

Presidents to represent me, get
I'm out for presidents to me, get money
I'm out for presidents to me, get money
I'm out for dead, presidents to represent me, whose

Geyeah, know what? make
You and your mans fold like bad hands
like Monopoly, advance, you copy me
Like white crystals, I gross the

At the end of the fiscal year, than these niggaz can to
The dead presidential,
With the and the presidential, ice that'll offend you
In due time when fleas my mind

All sneak and playa haters can shine
But until then I keep the trillion cut shinin' brilliant
I'll tell you the story, the rest you fill it in
as the villain win

I spend Japan Yen, attend events
me in the joints, convinced my iguanas is bitin'
J A Y hyphen, controllin',
I got a life man, pounds and pence

Nuff make sense
you ride the bench
Catch me swinging for the
Dead Presidents, ya

Dead, fuckin' to represent me, whose
Dead, fuckin' presidents to me, whose
I'm out for presidents to represent me, get
I'm out for presidents to represent me, get
I'm out for presidents to represent me, get
I'm out for dead, fuckin' to represent me, whose

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

confetti, mines a steady grow, bet he glow
Pay five dead it from blow, believe I have
Eleven to show, my doe flip like Tae-Kwon
Jay-Z The Icon, baby, you like Dom, this Cristal's

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

it without your gun
We takin' everything you
We and you niggaz is fake
And we gettin' it

Crime Family, connected Jay-Z
And you fake thugs is Unplugged MTV
I empty three, take your treasure, my
Dead presidentials, as usual, blaouw

Dead, fuckin' presidents to me, whose
Dead, presidents to represent me, whose
Dead, fuckin' presidents to represent me,
Dead, presidents to represent me, whose

I'm out for to represent me, get money
I'm out for presidents to me, get money
I'm out for presidents to me, get money
I'm out for presidents to me, get money

I'm out for presidents to me, get money
I'm out for presidents to represent me, get
I'm out for presidents to represent me, get
I'm out for dead, fuckin' to represent me, whose