Luyện nghe bài hát President

(Lil' Wayne)
And who i be? Weezy Baby, and please, say the baby,
and I got em on they knees, baby,
Im a goodfella, they bout to me
but I been made ho, I paid ho,
I 2000 dollas on these shades ho'
I'm red hot, I'm ice
I got enough cheese, keep me out that mice
I got nice hoes, I got bad
Yea, Daddy's I got their bitches

hey we from, new orleans
pussy poppa's murder scenes
and we drink? (drank)
that (lean)
cuz that get a nigga ass beat (get bout him!)
and what we smoke? That (you know)
shit, bill clinton (you know)
black phantom (huh), windows (i love it)
presidential shit, lewinsky

----Verse

for the M*tha F*ckn title its your idle,
get 'til I die, got my hand on the bible
I'm a scrap what I'm wit a hand full of rifle
If ya man Eifel, Imma make his ass leeeeaaan
Yeeah, 60 grand cut the on, 40 grand for the floor cut the mic on
thats ho, Hawaiian punch sprite so purple wit the 'tuss
I'm on that leaaaan,
Yeah, and I'm on that
Won a championship I'm still on team
yeah, and I'm ya dream,
And If ya feelin' cold man Imma blow steam (PFFFF)
Hah, and I'm so clean
These leaves cost a stack, throw back jeans
You know that you don't roll like me
We in the building everything cool until i (yeah)

hey we from, new orleans
hurricanes pussy poppa's murder
and we drink? (drank)
that (lean)
cuz that liquor get a nigga ass beat (get him!)
and what we smoke? piffy (you know)
shit, bill clinton (you know)
black phantom (huh), windows (i love it)
presidential shit, lewinsky

---- 2----

in the caddy mo'
Blowin sachmo
I'm highly low
Baby go from what ya
Tinteds turn pictures change new different frame
Money up, champagne, still posin', same
Cash money still, do it for the
Gotta black car, grey car, gas car, car
backyard theme park, yard car show
I'm somewhere in the
and it's where's waldo?
ten bricks straight powder air
Weezy F. straight hustlin' no
You don't know my heart holds, straight fuel
Take ya from the club make her ass a mule
Put some weight on her make her ass move
She give daddy money back that's a fast
40 G's one chain, a man jewels
45 for the Jag

hey where we from, new
hurricanes pussy poppa's murder
and what we (drank)
that (lean)
cuz that liquor get a nigga ass beat (get him!)
and what we That piffy (you know)
shit, bill clinton (you know)
black phantom (huh), windows tinted (i it)
presidential shit, lewinsky

3----

Uh, smooth out my to my whip
I leave the inside wit my bitch
I the heavy ass gun from my hip
Then I sit the same ass strap on my lap
I'm steady as crack wit the
I'm as da-white but Dwayne not fat
I'm right like Betty and the fetti is the
The Birdman Junior back where ya stack
I'm just tryin' to let my hair
And chill where they got some air at, Ya dat?
Champagne clear liquor put that back
Got work so cheap it's on racks
Holla at me on the low I care of that
And feds buy mixtapes yeah I'm of that
But this is the suffix you scared of dat
you get shot you know where ya at
and where we from NEW