Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Presidents (part Ii)

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

Ahh, who wanna bet us that we touch leathers
Stack cheddars forever, live treacherous all the et
To the death of us, me and my confidants, we
You feel the ambiance, niggaz just rhyme

By the ounce 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 lovin' this life
In all possible ways, the Feds is buggin' my life
Hospital days, when my man laid 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', dream about the get back
made him smile though his eyes said, "Pray for me"
I'll do you one better and slay these niggaz

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

dollars make sense
While you ride the
me swinging for the fence
Dead Presidents, ya

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

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

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

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

Make it your gun
We everything you brung
We cake and you niggaz is
And we gettin' it

Crime Family, well connected
And you fake thugs is like MTV
I empty three, your treasure, my pleasure
Dead presidentials, as usual, blaouw

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

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 presidents to represent me, get

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