Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Presidents (part 1)

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

Ahh, who bet us that 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 niggaz rhyme

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

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

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

Murder is a thing to digest, it's a slow process
And I ain't got but time
I had near brushes, not to mention three
Close range, never me, divine intervention

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

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

Geyeah, know I'll make
You and your wack mans fold bad hands
Roll like Monopoly, advance, you me
white crystals, I gross the most

At the end of the year, than these niggaz can wish to
The presidential, candidate
the sprinkles and the presidential, ice that'll offend you
In due time crime fleas my mind

All sneak thieves and playa can shine
But until then I keep the trillion cut diamonds shinin'
tell you half the story, the rest you fill it in
Long as the win

I spend Yen, attend major 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 make
you ride the bench
Catch me for the fence
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 to represent me, get money
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 heavy roll, dough
Mic macheted flow, your paper falls slow

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

To change your life, huh, roll with the
Heavy like hit records, Roc-A-Fella
Don't get it corrected, this shit is
From chips to just drivin' a Lexus

Make it your gun
We takin' you brung
We cake and you is fake
And we it done

Family, well connected Jay-Z
And you thugs is Unplugged like MTV
I empty three, your treasure, my pleasure
presidentials, politics as usual, blaouw

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