Luyện nghe bài hát El Presidento

[The
before dishonor
Ride with weap' up, cause niggaz tryin to dent my
streets, Telly Mac keep the guns on 'em
They wanna know how nigga from California
run up on ya on any corner
Put on ya
How I stuff bricks in the 6, with no 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
Wait for Q to rock me up, like cavi
Speakin of lle', I put 8 in, 10 back hard
And watch my money come back, Jordan in charge
I'm like the Yankees, they don't want me around no more
Cause I hold the record for the most fiends the boulevard
And when I'm on the boulevard, catch me the wheel
of that new Escalade the Foreman grill

- repeat 2X]
Steppin out of Chevies with heat that's - that's president
Bullets flyin for them dead guys - president
Led inside your wig - that's president
50's and 100's burnin - it's all president

[Telly
Aiyyo I do this shit from to the Mac block
High-tech collaborations with the Gamblaz and
'em killin 'em if we ain't feelin 'em nigga
If Sticky Fingaz need music straight stealin it nigga
Shinin, in big trucks, big will in it we climbin
To the top and we it nigga
So the fuck up, my niggaz act the fuck up
So keep yourself in or you could get smacked the fuck up
Jacked the fuck up, up bad and clapped the fuck up
up in white sheets and threw in a white truck
Over presidents, now you willin to give life up?
Put kids on the line, and give 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 that that we foldin
Roll in 600's, and 'llacs
We a of cats, with the pens and gats
That fiend for jacks, but when the green's 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 with 10K in the drop

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

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

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

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