Luyện nghe bài hát Dear Mr. President

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

We survive it and three strikes niggas out it
But we give a fuck 'cause niggas down 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 you run from the press
We run from killers and and wear bullet 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 niggas in the wantin' to take my place
You got secret roamin' the streets
I got a bunch of no niggas ridin' with me

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

You got the House protected by the government killers
We got the crack house by them neighborhood dealers
ain't never knocked
And they be locking niggas up for slangin' petty

If you could answer my questions I stress
That's why a nigga smoke crack, snort
And hit the weed they stress me
Niggas die in the ghetto put they face on a

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

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

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