Luyện nghe bài hát Presidential MC

Yeah, uh, heh, heh
That's
Yo

It's that Blackout, spazzed out, G-String
Leave you a**** out, out, it's cold
Pack your u*, blow your back out
You bad mouth, 'em all believers

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

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

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

Where the aim, flying out the mouth
Of rappers there it is

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

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

Yo, 'em and hit 'em, and he went into a spin cycle
Outblew his liver, a river flooded, what's
drugs we wanted, gloves buttered, thug coverage
This is Fila, white sneaker, Vitton luggage

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

Them r** b**** is coming, losers, got to the plank
Users with U**'s on 'em, you move, you getting
Shank broilers banked, alcoholics ballers
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 tour bus, you might the mack
And d***, y** c*** f*** with all of us
One of us dropped, there's twenty of us

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

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

P*** c*** like tangerines, you shook tambourines
Then jet from the set in the all black
seen me, b**** in a tini red bikini
N****z saw her because they thought saw a genie

Heidi Klum, juicy, fat as a plum
on the wall in jail, n****z jerk til they c***
God gargantuan, large, colossus, of darts
Make your squad, tantrums

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

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

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

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

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