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El Presidente Lyrics - Untold Story - Game

Death before dishonor, ride with weap' up 

'Cause niggaz tryin' to dent my armor 

Cold streets, Telly Mac keep the guns on 'em 

They wanna know how that nigga from California 

Could run up on ya on any corner 

 

Put somethin' on ya 

How I stuff bricks in the 6, with no crack aroma 

Dawg, I'm just livin' for the moment 

I'm from Compton homey, but I'm like a center for Milwaukee 

'Cause I plays for the bucks and I keep the 40 on me 

 

Gotta keep the chrome-y, gotta keep my back to the wall 

Wait for Q to rock me up, like cavi dawg 

Speakin' of lle', I put 8 in, 10 jump back hard 

And watch my money come back like Jordan in charge 

 

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I'm like the black Yankees, they don't want me around no more 

'Cause I hold the record for the most fiends roamin' the boulevard 

And when I'm on the boulevard, catch me behind the wheel 

Of that new Escalade with the Foreman grill 

 

Steppin' out of Chevies with heat that's heavy, that's president 

Bullets flyin' for them dead guys, that's president 

Lead meltin' inside your wig, that's president 

20's 50's and 100's burnin', it's all president 

 

Steppin' out of Chevies with heat that's heavy, that's president 

Bullets flyin' for them dead guys, that's president 

Lead meltin' inside your wig, that's president 

20's 50's and 100's burnin', it's all president 

 

Aiyyo, I do this shit from Compton to the Mac block 

High-tech collaborations with the Gamblaz and Black Sox 

Drillin' 'em, killin 'em, if we ain't feelin' 'em nigga 

If sticky Fingaz need some music, straight stealin' it nigga 

 

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Shinin' in big trucks, big will in it nigga 

We climbin' to the top and we sealin' it nigga 

So back the fuck up, my niggaz act the fuck up 

So keep yourself in line or you could get smacked the fuck up 

 

Jacked the fuck up, beat up bad and clapped the fuck up 

Wrapped up in white sheets and threw in a white truck 

Over presidents, now you willin' to give your life up? 

Put your kids on the line and give your wife up? 

 

Over presidents, they got you soulless 

So take this bomb and hold this, while we control this 

For the streets, we comin' with heat that's stolen 

And we hustle universal, for that paper that we foldin' 

 

Roll in 600's, Beamers and 'llacs 

We a team of cats with the Benz and gats 

That fiend for jacks but only when the green's attached 

We fiend for jacks but only when the green's attached 

 

Steppin' out of Chevies with heat that's heavy, that's president 

Bullets flyin' for them dead guys, that's president 

Lead meltin' inside your wig, that's president 

20's 50's and 100's burnin', it's all president 

 

Steppin' out of Chevies with heat that's heavy, that's president 

Bullets flyin' for them dead guys, that's president 

Lead meltin' inside your wig, that's president 

20's 50's and 100's burnin', it's all president 

 

It's Telly and young game the hustler, ho juggler, coke smuggler 

No matter what the hustle, dough doublin' 

Ya or the rock, give me a day and a spot 

And I bet I'll come back with 10K in the drop 

 

I'll stay in the spot, wearin' a crop and coppin' ounces 

Telly Mac and Game the hustler, we rock the house 

And plus we the reason that the blocks is out 

So my words to the wise is just watch your mouth 

 

And you don't want it when the stainless out 

What the game about, the bullets is in, your brains is out 

All over Frisco and Compton dawg, we ruthless 

And the truth is y'all niggaz can't stop us dawg 

 

So why the fuck you wanna knock us off? 

Like we some high-powered cowards 

And y'all really the niggaz that's soft 

Still across the train tracks, we turn 'caine crack 

It's Telly Mac and Game the hustler, you can't change that 

 

Steppin' out of Chevies with heat that's heavy, that's president 

Bullets flyin' for them dead guys, that's president 

Lead meltin' inside your wig, that's president 

20's 50's and 100's burnin', it's all president 

 

Steppin' out of Chevies with heat that's heavy, that's president 

Bullets flyin' for them dead guys, that's president 

Lead meltin' inside your wig, that's president 

20's 50's and 100's burnin', it's all president 

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