Luyện nghe bài hát Presidential MC

Yeah, uh, heh, heh
That's
Yo

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

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

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

With my boots on and on my way to a c****** coupon
You know I'm, proper, let them boys confuse you
The fact is Meth, I'm harder than bottles by Yoo-Hoo
Wu-Tang, welcome to the House of Daggers

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

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

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

Yo, b*** 'em and hit 'em, and he went into a cycle
Outblew his liver, a flooded, what's happening?
It's drugs we wanted, gloves buttered, coverage
This is Fila, white sneaker, Vitton luggage

I came, representative huddle, they all you
That W, the of little n****z muggin' you
The f***, what's up you, yo, you suck, n****
Benches to pluck 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 banked, alcoholics ranked ballers
They call us, I rock mad ice like a walrus

The lam esters decided to us, we was up in Freedom town
Getting w*****, one Bentley tour bus, you might the mack
And explore d***, y** c*** f*** all of us
One of us dropped, there's more of us

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 elect as presidential M.C.

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

P*** c*** like tangerines, you shook tambourines
Then jet from the set in the all Lamborghin'
Nobody me, b**** in a tini red bikini
saw her because they thought they saw a genie

Heidi Klum, juicy, fat as a plum
Picture on the wall in jail, jerk til they c***
God gargantuan, large, colossus, bombardment of
Make squad, throw tantrums

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

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

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

The Shadow
Sword