Luyện nghe bài hát Presidential

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

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

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

Everybody get a brick, I break em randomly
Whoever try and on me I shoot they whole family
Fish scale, jammer gym, Im clean with my mammal
Dope boy, Id be sellin like a jamboree

Paint a Rica tangerine, beatin like a
Mac 90 magazine, longer the back lean
Back plead to the whole block for the G
remember me, I had the Chevy with black D

Neck from D, white D, purple D
Cartier frame, [Incomprehensible] D
Nigga keep chirpin me, courteous, they work for me
Straight glad I got these haters who wanna murder me

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

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

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

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

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

Im out in Germany, the Mafia concernin me
My nickname schoolboy, nobody learnin' me
Burnin heat, one in the pot this is 63
Is all in the wrist, fish, nigga, mention me

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

Anythin' you want I can get my 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 got damn want it

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

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

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

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

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 dont got want it

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