Luyện nghe bài hát El Presidento

[The
before dishonor
Ride with weap' up, cause niggaz tryin to my armor
streets, Telly Mac keep the guns on 'em
They wanna know how that nigga from
run up on ya on any corner
Put on ya
How I bricks in the 6, with no crack aroma
Dawg, I'm just for the moment
I'm from homey, but I'm like a center for Milwaukee
I play for the Bucks, and I keep the 40 on me
Gotta keep the chrome-y, gotta keep my to the wall
for Q to rock me up, like cavi dawg
Speakin of lle', I put 8 in, 10 back hard
And watch my money back, like Jordan in charge
I'm the black Yankees, they don't want me around no more
Cause I hold the for the most fiends roamin the boulevard
And when I'm on the boulevard, catch me behind the
of that new Escalade the Foreman grill

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Steppin out of Chevies with that's heavy - that's president
Bullets flyin for them dead guys - president
Led meltin your wig - that's president
20's 50's and 100's burnin - it's all

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

[The
Telly and young Game the hustler, ho juggler, coke smuggler
No matter what the hustle, dough
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 crop and ounces
Telly Mac and Game the hustler, we the house
And plus we the that the blocks is out
So my words to the wise is just your mouth

[The
And you don't it when the stainless out, what the game about
The bullets is in, brains is out
All over and Compton dawg, we ruthless
And the truth is y'all niggaz stop us dawg

Mac]
So why the you wanna knock us off
Like we some high-powered cowards and really the niggaz that's soft
across the train tracks, we turn 'caine crack
It's Telly Mac and Game the hustler, you change that

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