Luyện nghe bài hát Presidential

Anythin' you I can get my hands on it
If you keep put some extra grams on it
You I keep glad to prove who I am
If it aint presidential, we dont got damn it

Anythin' you I can get my hands on it
If you keep comin put some extra on it
You know I keep to prove who I am
If it aint presidential, we dont got want it

My Chevy look cinnamon, my is a Indian
Plus, Im bilingual, Id be like Dominican, como esta
Think I look innocent, on 26
Brown when Im dope to e'rybody in this bitch

Everybody get a brick, I em down randomly
try and tell on me I shoot they whole family
Fish scale, jammer gym, Im with my mammal feet
Dope boy, Id be sellin dream like a

Paint a Rica tangerine, beatin like a
Mac 90 magazine, longer the back lean
Back plead to the whole for the crack G
Y'all remember me, I had the Chevy black D

Neck from D, white D, purple D
frame, [Incomprehensible] Urkel D
Nigga keep chirpin me, courteous, they work for me
Straight drop glad I got these haters who wanna me

Anythin' you want I can get my on it
If you keep comin put extra grams on it
You know I keep to prove who I am
If it aint presidential, we got damn want it

Anythin' you want I can get my on it
If you keep put some extra grams on it
You know I keep to prove who I am
If it aint presidential, we dont got want it

Trans Am homie with that blam, blam,
Dead fresh, I look like I got yam, dont it?
Drop top with that candy yam on it
Its hard to on my block, I spray Pam on it

If it aint presidential, we dont want it
Bentley bitch me and goddamn boney
I sell a brick to whoever want it
And guess who the is, my goddamn homie
You a lie

The spy cam finally take pictures I order out
I get the bricks and sort em out and pump em' the Carter house
Case is out, I em' out, and plus I gotta quarter house
Break downs at end thats slaughterhouse

Im out in Germany, the Mafia concernin me
My nickname schoolboy, nobody learnin' me
heat, poke one in the pot this is 63
Is all in the wrist, scale fish, nigga, me

Anythin' you want I can get my on it
If you comin put some extra grams on it
You know I keep to prove who I am
If it aint presidential, we dont got want it

you want I can get my hands on it
If you keep comin put extra grams on it
You I keep glad to prove who I am
If it presidential, we dont got damn want it

You see Dro, I am Lou Ferrigno
Green Benzito, rim big my ego
Bricks come from Chico and my old amigo
They call me Action Jackson my first name, Tito

The first chain co, berry car, very far
High up off the ground, man, I do this shit to car
Betty crock, rock, got this shit from very far
All that walkin all up on me gon' Chevy popped

Frenetic mob, fresh and in the compressor
I hop up on Pacatis and like the Messer
Helium got chest up, really you bout to mess up
Gold point bullets, you dont have to fess up, neck up

I am flamboyant, you so
Drop top jag at ya pad, cho, yoing,
When I pull up on your bitch in the Benz, glowin'
So much ice in my mouth I talk, it be snowin'

Anything you I can get my hands on it
If you keep comin put extra grams on it
You I keep glad to prove who I am
If it aint presidential, we dont got damn it

Anything you I can get my hands on it
If you keep comin put some extra on it
You know I keep to prove who I am
If it presidential, we dont got damn want it