Luyện nghe bài hát Presidential MC

Yeah, uh, heh, heh
That's
Yo

that Blackout, spazzed out, G-String divas
Leave you a**** out, passed out, it's
your h*** u*, blow your back out
You bad mouth, make 'em all

Throwing rocks from a house, y'all ain't perfect either
See that c***** and that h*** out day tomorrow
And I yet to take that trash out or emptied this cigar
RZA, Rah, we amped, eh, is on his job

It ain't nothing the French say, "Che sera sera"
So let's move on until the day we laying in the
With them suits on and I'm so cool that hell is luke warm
Been too strong for too long, probably die

With my boots on and on my way to cash a coupon
You know I'm, proper, don't let boys confuse you
The fact is Meth, I'm harder than made by Yoo-Hoo
Wu-Tang, welcome to the House of Flying

Where the truth aim, flying out the
Of flying there it is

Now ask yourself is this for it can't be
My n****, if it ain't for real, it me
I myself as presidential M.C.
I myself as presidential M.C.

Now ask why is he so low key?
Why, is pimpin' when the game chose me
I myself as presidential M.C.
I myself as presidential M.C.

Yo, b*** 'em and hit 'em, and he went into a spin
his liver, a river flooded, what's happening?
It's we wanted, gloves buttered, thug coverage
This is Fila, white sneaker, Louis Vitton

I came, representative huddle, they all you
That W, the legacy of little muggin' you
The f***, what's up with you, yo, you suck,
Benches used to n****z, we be on the roof, like "f*** you"

Them r** is coming, losers, got to walk the plank
Users with U**'s on 'em, you move, you spanked
Shank broilers banked, alcoholics ranked
They should call us, I rock mad ice a walrus

The lam esters decided to lure us, we was up in Freedom
Getting w*****, one Bentley bus, you might like the mack
And explore d***, y** c*** with all of us
One of us dropped, twenty more of us

Now ask yourself is for real? it can't be
My n****, if it ain't for real, it me
I myself as presidential M.C.
I elect as presidential M.C.

Now ask why is he so low key?
Why is n****z pimpin' the game chose me
I myself as presidential M.C.
I elect as presidential M.C.

P*** c*** like tangerines, you shook tambourines
Then jet from the set in the all black
Nobody seen me, b**** in a tini red
N****z saw her they thought they saw a genie

Heidi Klum, p*** juicy, fat as a
Picture on the wall in jail, n****z jerk til c***
God gargantuan, large, colossus, bombardment of
your squad, throw tantrums

Practice Kamasutra on broads, pop
Leave birds with permanent scars and like birthmarks
bark back at dogs, snatch flies from frogs
Blow California c****** to despise the

This s*** I been with biz in the clearing, pigs
Got fresh, Wu-Wearing, not caring
Then move through community with diplomat immunity
to rep a two or G., shine like fine jewelry

Now ask yourself is this for real? it be
My n****, if it for real, it ain't me
I elect as presidential M.C.
I elect as presidential M.C.

Now ask yourself why is he so low
Why is n****z when the game chose me
I myself as presidential M.C.
I myself as presidential M.C.

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