Luyện nghe bài hát Letter To The President

Uh dear Mr. President what's happenin'? I'm writin' you
Shit is still real up in my neighborhood
much the same way, right around the time
When you got elected ain't changed all the
Promises you made before you got elected they ain't came

Tell me to do, these niggaz actin' up in the hood
mo' troops, dear Mr. President
Tell me what to do, these niggaz actin' up in the
Send mo'

Why should I lie, I can dramatize?
fell victim to my lyrics, now traumatized
Simply by spittin' I've been blessed given
Enemies suspicious I'm seldom in the company of bitches

the concepts I depict, so visual, that you can kiss
Each and every or bitch, inside the shit I kick
My heaviest verse'll move a
Casualties in mass amounts, keep countin'

Fuck the friendships, I ride
Death Row, finally found a home
Plus all my wanna die, call it euthanasia
Dear Lord, look how sick this ghetto us, sincerely

Yours I'm a thug, the product of a home
Everybody's doped up, what you smokin' on?
Figure if we high can train us
But then America fucked up and up

I guess it's cause we that we targets
My only fear is God, I that hard shit
In case you know, I let my pump go

Get ride for like I ride for Geronimo
Down to die, for I represent
Meant every word, in my letter to the

Dear Mr. President, tell me to do
These niggaz up in the hood, send mo' troops
Mr. President, tell me what to do
These actin' up in the hood, send mo' troops

Oh youse a ball in the House, I hope you comfortable
'Cause yo I spend my nights out, the lights out
Under the safety of darkness, the crazed and the heartless
And soul bros, ready to rode a starship

it, leave a nigga flat for scratch, the Godless
I gotta get chips, but you can't that
ban rap? Stand back, before you get hurt
It's the only thing pay besides smoke and work

On a mission listen more chips my goal and
First on my decision I realized the same
Trippin' to drastic measures tryin to get of cheddar
Muh'fuckers hate cops, wait it ain't gettin'

But you keep, us, that it is
While motherfuckin' troops keep killin' our kids, dig
Don't be if you see us
Dumpin' with but artillery to free us, motherfucker

Dear Mr. President, us what to do
These actin' up in the hood, send mo' troops
Dear Mr. President, me what to do
These niggaz up in the hood, send mo' troops

Strapped and angry, with no hope and
Fightin' first my trained until it's not so
It's hostile, niggaz lick shots to the glocks glow
Cadres of coppers us like we some animals

And it no peace, my peace a piece on my streets
To people beefin' and things, squeakin' on they beefs for
Mr. President, it's evident, nobody care
For a struggle out the gutter, twenty-two with gray

I was raised to raise hell, frail and my stale
So I'ma bring hell to earth until my fail
But y'all play fair, give me and mine, I'll
'Til y'all show us you care, it's be mayhem out here

Me and these 223s'll freeze the with ease
I'm still a nigga you fear, the beast to his knees
And I've been born to represent, for I've been heaven sent
And I meant, every word, in my letter, to the

Shit is still fucked up
And y'all wonder when it's gon' get
And it gon' get better

Dear Mr. President, tell me to do
These niggaz up in the hood, send mo' troops
Dear Mr. President, me what to do
These actin' up

Father may I holla at you briefly?
I wanna meet the President, but he meet me?
He's to look inside the eyes of a Thug Nigga
We tired of bein' scapegoats for this capitalistic dealin'

How hypocritical is
That blind bitch never did shit for me
My history, full of and scars
My own black nation at war, whole family behind

And they wonder why we scarred, thirteen lookin'
Sister had a baby as an adolescent, where was
Somewhere in the of my mind
Is a on the tightrope, screamin' let him die

Can't lie I'm a thug, drownin' in my own
Lookin' for the reason my momma's strung out on drugs
to die, for everything I represent
Meant word, in my letter to the President

Blacks is broke, think it's a joke that we low?
Y'all sniffin' blow and postin' what they hittin'
Tell the it's necessary we get paid
Look what you made, little kids gettin'

Day after day, and after night battles and wars to the daylight
We might and rearrange if you do somethin'
'Til then we keep it comin', Mr. President
And I meant every word in my to the President

Word life fuck this nigga think?
Cuttin' taxes, takin' off
We 'sposed to just sit here, go broke and die,
This motherfucker's crazier motherfuckin' [Incomprehensible]
Nigga this Thug Life, Westside Immortalz nigga
We to hustle 'til we come up

Dear Mr. President, me what to do
These niggaz actin' up in the hood, send mo'
Dear Mr. President, tell me to do
These niggaz actin' up in the hood, send mo'

Dear Mr. President, me what to do
These niggaz actin' up in the hood, send mo'
Dear Mr. President, me what to do
These actin' up in the hood, send mo' troops

Dear Mr. Clinton,
It's gettin' harder and for a motherfucker
To a dollar in these here streets
I mean shit, I hear you screamin'

But we can't find
'Til my niggaz on these streets get a piece
I know you feel me 'cause you too me not to hear me
So why don't you a nigga out?

Sayin' you cuttin' welfare that got us niggaz on the
Thinkin' who in the care?
Shit, want us to put down our glocks and our rocks
But y'all ain't ready to us no motherfuckin' dollars

happened to our 40 acres and a mule fool?
We ain't stupid think you got us to lose
Tryin' to all us young niggaz into troops
You want us to fight your war the fuck I'm fightin' for?

Shit, I ain't got no love I ain't had a check all year
Taxin', all the blacks and police me in the streets
peace
These actin' up in the hood, send mo' troops