Luyện nghe bài hát El Presidento

[The
before dishonor
Ride with up, cause niggaz tryin to dent my armor
Cold streets, Mac keep the guns on 'em
They wanna know how that from California
could run up on ya on any
Put on ya
How I stuff bricks in the 6, with no crack
Dawg, I'm just livin for the
I'm from Compton homey, but I'm like a center for
I play for the Bucks, and I keep the 40 on me
Gotta keep the chrome-y, gotta keep my back to the
Wait for Q to me up, like cavi dawg
of lle', I put 8 in, 10 jump back hard
And my money come back, like Jordan in charge
I'm like the black Yankees, they don't me around no more
Cause I the record for the most fiends roamin the boulevard
And when I'm on the boulevard, catch me the wheel
of new Escalade with the Foreman grill

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Steppin out of Chevies with heat heavy - that's president
Bullets flyin for them dead - that's president
Led meltin your wig - that's president
20's 50's and 100's burnin - all president

[Telly
I do this shit from Compton to the Mac block
High-tech with the Gamblaz and Blacksox
Drillin 'em killin 'em if we feelin 'em nigga
If Sticky Fingaz need music straight stealin it nigga
Shinin, in big trucks, big in it nigga we climbin
To the top and we it nigga
So the fuck up, my niggaz act the fuck up
So keep yourself in line or you could get smacked the up
Jacked the fuck up, beat up bad and clapped the up
Wrapped up in sheets and threw in a white truck
Over presidents, now you willin to give your up?
Put your kids on the line, and your wife up?
Over presidents, got you soulless
So take this bomb and hold this, while we control
For the streets, we comin heat that's stolen
And we hustle universal, for paper that we foldin
Roll in 600's, Beemers and
We a team of cats, with the pens and
That for jacks, but only when the green's attached
We for jacks, but only when the green's attached

[The
It's Telly and young Game the hustler, ho juggler, coke
No what the hustle, dough doublin
Lle or the rock, me a day and a spot
And I bet I'll back with 10K in the drop

Mac]
I'll in the spot, wearin a crop and coppin ounces
Telly Mac and Game the hustler, we rock the
And plus we the reason that the is out
So my words to the wise is just watch mouth

Game]
And you don't want it when the stainless out, what the game
The bullets is in, brains is out
All over Frisco and dawg, we ruthless
And the truth is y'all niggaz can't us dawg

Mac]
So why the fuck you wanna us off
Like we some cowards and y'all really the niggaz that's soft
Still across the train tracks, we turn 'caine
It's Telly Mac and Game the hustler, you change that

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