Luyện nghe bài hát President

(Lil' Wayne)
And who i be? Baby, and honey please, say the baby,
and I got em on knees, saying baby,
Im a goodfella, bout to make 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 mice hole
I got hoes, I got bad bitches
Yea, Daddy's rich I got their

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

----Verse

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

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

---- Verse

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

hey where we from, new
hurricanes pussy murder scenes
and what we (drank)
lean (lean)
cuz liquor get a nigga ass beat (get bout him!)
and we smoke? That piffy (you know)
shit, bill clinton (you know)
black (huh), windows tinted (i love it)
shit, monica lewinsky

----Verse

Uh, smooth out my mansion to my
I leave the bullshit wit my bitch
I move the ass gun from my hip
I sit the same heavy ass strap on my lap
I'm as crack wit the strap
I'm heavy as but Dwayne not fat
I'm right like and the fetti is the facts
The Birdman Junior holla where ya stack
I'm just to let my hair back
And where they got some air at, Ya hear dat?
Champagne clear liquor put beer back
Got work so cheap it's on racks
at me on the low I take care of that
And feds buy yeah I'm aware of that
But here is the suffix you scared of dat
When you get shot you know ya at
and where we NEW ORLEANS