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
Pretty much the same way, right the time
When you got ain't nothin' changed all the
Promises you made before you got elected they came true

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

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

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

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

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

I guess cause we black that we targets
My only fear is God, I spit hard shit
In you don't know, I let my pump go

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

Dear Mr. President, tell me to do
niggaz actin' up in the hood, send mo' troops
Dear Mr. President, 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 nights out, with the out
Under the safety of darkness, the crazed and the heartless
And soul bros, ready to rode a starship

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

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

But you keep, us, that it is
your motherfuckin' 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 niggaz actin' up in the hood, mo' troops
Mr. President, tell me what to do
These niggaz actin' up in the hood, send mo'

Strapped and angry, no hope and heartbroke
first my trained brain until it's not so
It's hostile, niggaz shots to watch the glocks glow
of coppers patrol us like we some animals

And it ain't no peace, my peace a piece on my
To beefin' and things, squeakin' on they beefs for weeks
Mr. President, evident, nobody really care
For a struggle out the gutter, twenty-two with gray

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

Me and these 223s'll the biggest with ease
I'm still a nigga you fear, bring the 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 up y'all
And y'all wonder when it's get better
And it ain't gon' get

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

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

How is Liberty?
That blind bitch never did shit for me
My history, of casket and scars
My own black nation at war, whole 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 nigga on the tightrope, let him die

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

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

Day after day, and night after night battles and to the daylight
We might change and 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 think?
Cuttin' taxes, off welfare
We 'sposed to sit here, go broke and die, starvin'?
motherfucker's crazier than motherfuckin' [Incomprehensible]
Nigga Thug Life, Westside Outlaw Immortalz nigga
We fin' to hustle 'til we up

Dear Mr. President, me 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

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

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

But we find peace
'Til my little niggaz on streets get a piece
I know you feel me 'cause you too near me not to me
So why you help a nigga out?

Sayin' you cuttin' welfare got us niggaz on the street
Thinkin' who in the hell
Shit, y'all want us to put down our 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 think you got us lookin' to lose
Tryin' to turn all us young niggaz into
You us to fight your war what 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 niggaz actin' up in the hood, mo' troops