Luyện nghe bài hát El Presidento

[The
Death before
Ride with weap' up, cause niggaz to dent my armor
Cold streets, Telly Mac keep the on 'em
They wanna know how that nigga from
could run up on ya on any
Put on ya
How I stuff bricks in the 6, with no crack
Dawg, I'm just livin for the
I'm Compton 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, gotta 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 watch my money back, like Jordan in charge
I'm the black Yankees, they don't want me around no more
I hold the record for the most fiends roamin the boulevard
And when I'm on the boulevard, catch me the wheel
of that new Escalade with the Foreman

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

[Telly
Aiyyo I do this shit from Compton to the Mac
High-tech with the Gamblaz and Blacksox
Drillin 'em killin 'em if we feelin 'em nigga
If Sticky Fingaz need music straight stealin it nigga
Shinin, in big trucks, big will in it nigga we
To the top and we sealin it
So back the fuck up, my niggaz act the up
So yourself in line or you could get smacked the fuck up
Jacked the fuck up, beat up bad and the fuck up
Wrapped up in white sheets and threw in a white
presidents, now you willin to give your life up?
Put your kids on the line, and your wife up?
Over presidents, got you soulless
So take this bomb and hold this, we control this
For the streets, we comin with heat stolen
And we hustle universal, for paper that we foldin
Roll in 600's, Beemers and
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 the green's attached

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

[Telly
stay in the spot, wearin a crop and coppin ounces
Telly Mac and the hustler, we rock the house
And we the reason that the blocks is out
So my words to the wise is just watch mouth

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

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

[Chorus] - to w/ Digital Underground