Luyện nghe bài hát Dear Mr. President

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

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

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

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

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

You got the White House protected by the killers
We got the crack house protected by them neighborhood
Opportunity never knocked
And they be locking up for slangin' petty rocks

If you could answer my questions I stress
That's why a smoke crack, snort coke
And hit the weed when 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 when you need a vote
My lil' homie got twenty for and coke
Nigga my heart and hope to die

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

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