Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Presidents (part Ii)

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 me, whose

Ahh, who wanna bet us we don't touch leathers
cheddars forever, live treacherous all the et ceteras
To the death of us, me and my confidants, we
You feel the ambiance, niggaz just 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
three quarts of my blood into the street, let alone the heat

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Nuff make sense
While you the bench
Catch me for the fence
Dead Presidents, ya

Dead, fuckin' presidents to me, whose
Dead, presidents to represent me, whose
I'm out for presidents to represent me, get
I'm out for to represent me, get money
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 know, you light I'm heavy roll, heavy dough
Mic your flow, your paper falls slow

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

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

Make it without gun
We everything you brung
We and you niggaz is fake
And we it done

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

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

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