Luyện nghe bài hát Letter To The President

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

Tell 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
mo' troops

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

On a listen more chips my goal and position
on my decision I realized the same nigga
Trippin' to measures tryin to get stacks of cheddar
Muh'fuckers cops, wait 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 niggaz up in the hood, send mo' troops
Dear Mr. President, me what to do
These 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 lick to watch the glocks glow
Cadres of patrol us like we some animals

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

I was to raise hell, frail and my heart stale
So I'ma hell to earth until my heart fail
But y'all play fair, give me and mine, I'll
'Til y'all show us you care, gon' be mayhem 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 to represent, for that I've been heaven sent
And I meant, word, in my letter, to the President

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

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

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

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

And they wonder why we scarred, thirteen lookin'
had a baby as an adolescent, where was God?
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 that my momma's strung out on drugs
Down to die, for 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 postin' what they hittin'
Tell the secretary it's necessary we get
Look what you made, little kids sprayed

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

Word motherfuckin' life fuck this nigga
taxes, takin' off welfare
We to just sit here, go broke and die, starvin'?
This motherfucker's crazier than motherfuckin'
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
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 peace

But we find peace
'Til my little niggaz on streets get a piece
I know you feel me 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
Thinkin' who in the care?
Shit, y'all us to put down our glocks and our rocks
But y'all ain't ready to give us no motherfuckin'

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

Shit, I got no love 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