Luyện nghe bài hát Presidential

Anythin' you I can get my hands on it
If you keep comin put some grams on it
You know I keep glad to who I am
If it aint presidential, we dont got damn it

Anythin' you I can get my hands on it
If you comin put some extra grams on it
You I keep glad to prove who I am
If it aint presidential, we got damn want it

My Chevy look cinnamon, my is a Indian
Plus, Im bilingual, Id be talkin like Dominican, como
Think I look innocent, on 26
Brown Im sellin dope to e'rybody in this bitch

Everybody get a brick, I em down randomly
try and tell on me I shoot they whole family
Fish scale, jammer gym, Im clean my mammal feet
Dope boy, Id be sellin dream a jamboree

Paint a Rica tangerine, beatin a tambourine
Mac 90 magazine, longer than the back
Back to the whole block for the crack G
Y'all me, I had the Chevy with black D

Neck from black D, D, purple D
frame, [Incomprehensible] Urkel D
Nigga keep chirpin me, they courteous, they for me
Straight drop glad I got these who wanna murder me

you want I can get my hands on it
If you keep comin put extra grams on it
You know I glad to prove who I am
If it aint presidential, we got damn want it

Anythin' you I can get my hands on it
If you keep comin put extra grams on it
You know I glad to prove who I am
If it aint presidential, we got damn want it

Trans Am with that blam, blam, homie
Dead fresh, I look I got that yam, dont it?
Drop top with that candy yam on it
Its hard to stick on my block, I Pam on it

If it aint presidential, we dont want it
Bentley truck bitch me and goddamn
I sell a brick to goddamn want it
And who the feds is, my goddamn homie
You a lie

The spy cam finally take pictures while I out
I get the bricks and sort em out and pump em' like the house
Case is out, I fought em' out, and plus I gotta house
Break downs at end thats slaughterhouse

Im hangin out in Germany, the concernin me
My nickname schoolboy, aint learnin' me
Burnin heat, one in the pot this is 63
Is all in the wrist, scale fish, nigga, me

Anythin' you want I can get my on it
If you keep comin put some grams on it
You I keep glad to prove who I am
If it presidential, we dont got damn want it

you want I can get my hands on it
If you keep comin put some extra on it
You know I keep to prove who I am
If it aint presidential, we dont got want it

You cant see Dro, I am Lou
Benzito, rim big like my ego
Bricks come from and my old school amigo
They call me Jackson like my first name, Tito

The chain three co, berry car, very far
High up off the ground, man, I do shit to every car
Betty crock, Betty rock, got this from very far
All that walkin all up on me getcha Chevy popped

mob, fresh and successful in the compressor
I hop up on Pacatis and like the Messer
Helium got your up, really you bout to mess up
Gold point bullets, you really dont have to fess up, up

I am flamboyant, you so
Drop top jag at ya pad, cho, yoing,
When I up on your bitch in the Benz, shes glowin'
So much ice in my when I talk, it be snowin'

Anything you I can get my hands on it
If you comin put some extra grams on it
You know I glad to prove who I am
If it aint presidential, we dont got want it

Anything you want I can get my on it
If you keep comin put some extra on it
You know I keep to prove who I am
If it presidential, we dont got damn want it