Luyện nghe bài hát Letter To The President

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

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

Why I lie, when I can dramatize?
Niggaz fell victim to my lyrics, now
Simply by spittin' been 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 or bitch, inside the shit I kick
My heaviest move a mountain
in mass amounts, brothers keep countin'

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

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

I it's cause we black that we targets
My only fear is God, I that hard shit
In case you don't know, I let my go

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

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

Oh youse a ball in the White House, I hope you
yo I spend my nights out, with the lights out
Under the of darkness, amongst 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 understand
Wanna ban Stand back, before you get hurt
It's the only thing makin' pay besides and work

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

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

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

Strapped and angry, with no hope and
Fightin' my trained brain until it's not so
It's hostile, niggaz shots to watch the glocks glow
Cadres of coppers patrol us like we 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, twenty-two with gray

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

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

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

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

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

How hypocritical is
That blind ain't never did shit for me
My history, full of and scars
My own nation at war, whole family behind bars

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

What happened to our 40 and a mule 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 I'm fightin' for?

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