Luyện nghe bài hát Dead Presidents II

Presidents to me
I'm out for to represent me
I'm out for dead fuckin' to represent me

While others spit Wonderama shit, me and my conglomerate
Shall anonymous, caught up in the finest shit
Live out my dreams until my give out
with cream, you know exactly what this shit's about
Fuck y'all mean? since a teen, I dish out
Like the guard off your favorite team, without doubt
My ain't rosy but I roll with it
My mind was 'til the dough hit it and told me that the Mo' did it
And now kosher, shit is so Hasidic
I a digit on a diamond in a minute but no bitches
how I'm walking cause even the thoroughest niggas be narkin'
Tryin' to strike a hoping that they might get pardoned
Shit I'm involved with got me pins and
And my cerebral breeds the wickedest evil thoughts this sport'll feed you
Peep facts, in the so deep fiends could catch ya
off my knee cap, can y'all believe that?
Got the city drinking Cristals, the fee
Rappers going broke, tryin' to up with me
My rise to riches the bitches: think harder
You know this nigga, Jay-Z, Carter
G.S. the fuck up, the fuck up
Watch me shine like a Breitling, begets the up
All forget it like Alzheimer's
Small timers, I said it, I'm all dramas
to me

Presidents to me
I'm out for presidents to me
I'm out for fuckin' presidents to represent me

So sick of niggas, "I want like Cosby" (who wouldn't?)
This the kinda talk that me think you probably ain't got no pudding
Niggas got them kinda from Jay
You in the streets, nigga, make moves, get your mill
coast in the SL but can't post bail
Niggas'll roast a L but scared to your toast, well
I'm here to tell it ain't all swell
There's heaven, there's hell niggas
One day cruising in your 7, next day you're sweating, forgetting your lies
Alibis ain't up, bullshit catching up
Hit with the RICO, they repo vehicle
Everything was all good a week ago
'Bout to start ain't you? Ready to start snitching ain't you?
I'll forgive your weak hustling just ain't you
Aside from the fast cars, honeys shake they ass at bars
You you wouldn't be involved
With the underworld dealers, of mac-millers
East Coast bodiers, West Coast
monkey niggas turn gorillas
Stopped at the station, up on octane
And now they not and not playing, that goes without saying
Slaying day in and day out with money playing, then play you out
Trying to my own mind, lurking the enemy
Representing infinity with presidencies, you

Dead fuckin' presidents to me
Dead fuckin' to represent me
Dead fuckin' presidents to me
Dead fuckin' to represent me

Presidents to me
I'm out for to represent me
I'm out for dead fuckin' presidents to me