Luyện nghe bài hát Dear Mr. President

Dear Mr. President I in the hood
Where people live bad but say it's all
And my slanging and robbing
Caught a misdemeanor

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

Now you see how we feel niggas set trip, ride and gang
how they get killed you run from the press
We run from killers and jackers and wear bullet proof
Some say the like weed and hoes

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

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Dear Mr. President, mama just her job
Daddy just got paid, coming home he was
Landlord us three days to disappear
Santa Claus missed our house year

You got the White House by the government killers
We got the crack protected by them neighborhood dealers
Opportunity ain't knocked
And they be locking niggas up for slangin' rocks

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

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

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

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