Luyện nghe bài hát Letter To The President

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

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

Why I lie, when I can dramatize?
Niggaz victim to my lyrics, now traumatized
Simply by spittin' I've blessed given riches
Enemies suspicious 'cause I'm seldom in the company of

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

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

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

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

Get for M'Thulu like I ride for Geronimo
to die, for everything I represent
Meant word, in my letter to the President

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

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

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

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

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

Mr. President, tell us what to do
These actin' up in the hood, send mo' troops
Mr. President, tell me what to do
These actin' 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 watch the glocks
Cadres of patrol us like 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 really
For a struggle out the gutter, with gray hair

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

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

Shit is still fucked up
And y'all wonder it's gon' get better
And it ain't gon' get

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Word motherfuckin' life fuck this nigga
taxes, takin' off welfare
We 'sposed to sit here, go broke and die, starvin'?
This motherfucker's than motherfuckin' [Incomprehensible]
Nigga this Thug Life, Outlaw Immortalz nigga
We fin' to 'til we come up

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

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

Dear Mr. Clinton,
It's harder and harder 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 me 'cause you too near 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 hell
Shit, y'all want us to put down our glocks and our
But y'all ready to give us no motherfuckin' dollars

happened to our 40 acres and a mule fool?
We stupid think you got us lookin' to lose
Tryin' to turn all us young into troops
You want us to fight your war what the I'm fightin' for?

Shit, I ain't got no love here I had a check all year
Taxin', all the and police beatin' me in the streets
Fuck
These niggaz up in the hood, send mo' troops