Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Presidents (part Ii)

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 dead, fuckin' presidents to me, whose

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

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

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

I saw his life slippin', this is a minor set
Yo, still in all we livin', just dream 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 tough thing to digest, it's a slow
And I ain't got but time
I had near brushes, not to three shots
range, never 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 still spendin' from eighty-eight, what?

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 dead, fuckin' presidents to me, whose

Geyeah, know I'll make
You and your wack mans fold like bad
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 dead presidential,
the sprinkles and the presidential, ice that'll offend you
In due time when crime fleas my

All thieves 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
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 good man, pounds and pence

dollars make sense
While you ride the
Catch me swinging for the
Presidents, ya know

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

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

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

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

it without your gun
We takin' everything you
We cake and you is fake
And we it done

Crime Family, well Jay-Z
And you fake thugs is Unplugged MTV
I three, take your treasure, my pleasure
presidentials, politics as usual, blaouw

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