Luyện nghe bài hát Letter To The President

Uh dear Mr. President happenin'? I'm writin' you because
Shit is still fucked up in my neighborhood
Pretty much the same way, right around the
When you got ain't nothin' changed all the
Promises you made before you got elected ain't came true

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

Why should I lie, when I can
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 trick or bitch, the shit I kick
My verse'll move a mountain
Casualties in amounts, brothers keep countin'

Fuck the friendships, I alone
Destination Death Row, found a home
Plus all my homies die, call it euthanasia
Dear Lord, how sick this ghetto made us, sincerely

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

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

Get ride for M'Thulu like I ride for
Down to die, for I represent
every word, in my letter to the President

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

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

Launch it, leave a nigga for scratch, the Godless
I gotta get chips, but you understand that
Wanna ban Stand back, before you get hurt
It's the thing makin' pay besides smoke and work

On a mission listen more my goal and position
First on my I realized the same nigga
to drastic measures tryin to get stacks of cheddar
Muh'fuckers hate cops, wait it gettin' better

But you keep, tellin' us, it is
While your motherfuckin' keep killin' our kids, dig
be surprised if you see us
Dumpin' with but artillery to free us, motherfucker

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

and angry, with no hope and heartbroke
Fightin' first my trained brain it's not so
hostile, niggaz lick shots to watch the glocks glow
Cadres of coppers patrol us we some animals

And it ain't no peace, my a piece on my streets
To people and things, squeakin' on they beefs for weeks
Mr. President, it's evident, nobody care
For a struggle out the gutter, with gray hair

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

Me and these 223s'll freeze the biggest with
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, word, in my letter, to the President

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

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

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

How is Liberty?
blind bitch ain't never did shit for me
My history, of casket and scars
My own black nation at war, family behind bars

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

lie I'm a thug, drownin' in my own blood
Lookin' for the reason my momma's strung out on drugs
Down to die, for everything I
Meant every word, in my to the President

Blacks is broke, think it's a joke we livin' low?
Y'all sniffin' blow and postin' what they fo'?
Tell the secretary it's necessary we get
what you made, little kids gettin' sprayed

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

motherfuckin' life fuck this nigga think?
Cuttin' taxes, off welfare
We to just sit here, go broke and die, starvin'?
This motherfucker's crazier than motherfuckin'
this Thug Life, Westside Outlaw Immortalz nigga
We fin' to hustle 'til we up

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

Mr. Clinton, shit
It's gettin' harder and harder for a
To make a in these here streets
I mean shit, I you screamin' peace

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

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

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

Shit, I ain't got no here 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