Luyện nghe bài hát El Presidento

[The
Death before
Ride with weap' up, cause niggaz to dent my armor
Cold streets, Mac keep the guns on 'em
They wanna how that nigga from California
run up on ya on any corner
Put on ya
How I stuff in the 6, with no crack aroma
Dawg, I'm just livin for the
I'm from homey, but I'm like a center for Milwaukee
Cause I for the Bucks, and I keep the 40 on me
Gotta keep the chrome-y, keep my back to the wall
Wait for Q to me up, like cavi dawg
of lle', I put 8 in, 10 jump back hard
And my money come back, like Jordan in charge
I'm like the black Yankees, they don't me around no more
Cause I hold the record for the most roamin the boulevard
And when I'm on the boulevard, catch me the wheel
of new Escalade with the Foreman grill

[Chorus - 2X]
Steppin out of Chevies heat that's heavy - that's president
flyin for them dead guys - that's president
Led inside your wig - that's president
20's 50's and 100's - it's all president

Mac]
Aiyyo I do this shit from Compton to the Mac
High-tech with the Gamblaz and Blacksox
'em killin 'em if we ain't feelin 'em nigga
If Fingaz need some music straight stealin it nigga
Shinin, in big trucks, big in it nigga we climbin
To the top and we sealin it
So back the fuck up, my act the fuck up
So keep yourself in line or you could get the fuck up
Jacked the fuck up, beat up bad and the fuck up
Wrapped up in white and threw in a white truck
Over presidents, now you to give your life up?
Put your kids on the line, and give wife up?
Over presidents, got you soulless
So take this bomb and hold this, while we control
For the streets, we comin with that's stolen
And we hustle universal, for that paper that we
in 600's, Beemers and 'llacs
We a team of cats, the pens and gats
That fiend for jacks, but when the green's attached
We fiend for jacks, but only when the green's

[The
It's Telly and young the hustler, ho juggler, coke smuggler
No matter the hustle, dough doublin
Lle or the rock, me a day and a spot
And I bet I'll come back 10K in the drop

Mac]
I'll stay in the spot, wearin a and coppin ounces
Telly Mac and the hustler, we rock the house
And plus we the reason that the is out
So my words to the wise is just watch your

Game]
And you don't it when the stainless out, what the game about
The bullets is in, your is out
All Frisco and Compton dawg, we ruthless
And the is y'all niggaz can't stop us dawg

[Telly
So why the fuck you wanna us off
Like we some high-powered cowards and y'all really the niggaz that's
Still across the train tracks, we 'caine crack
It's Telly Mac and Game the hustler, you can't that

- to fade w/ Digital Underground