Luyện nghe bài hát Dear Mr. President

Dear Mr. I live in the hood
Where people live bad but say all good
And my slanging and robbing
Caught a felonies

We survive it and three strikes niggas out it
But we don't give a fuck 'cause niggas here 'bout it, 'bout it
One in God we trust
But then you say Saddam gonna fuck with us
(Uh)

Now you see how we feel niggas set trip, ride and bang
That's how they get killed you run from the
We run from killers and jackers and wear proof vest
Some say the president like weed and

Down here it's young niggas riding sixes o's, got
wantin' to blow you away
I got in the ghetto wantin' to take my place
You got secret service roamin' the
I got a bunch of no limit niggas with me

Mr. President
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Mr. President, mama just lost her job
Daddy got paid, coming home he was robbed
giving us three days to disappear
Santa Claus missed our this year

You got the White House protected by the government
We got the house protected by them neighborhood dealers
Opportunity ain't never
And they be niggas up for slangin' petty rocks

If you could my questions I wouldn't stress
That's why a smoke crack, snort coke
And hit the when they stress me
die in the ghetto put they face on a shirt

White get killed and its a city wide search
Go and holler at a nigga when you need a
My lil' homie got twenty for weed and
Nigga my heart and hope to die

I'm for change
But you can take the tears
Out my people's

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