Luyện nghe bài hát My President Is Black (D.C.-mix)

Yeah, be the shit I never wrote
I ain't write this by the way, nigga
Some real shit here, nigga
This will be the realest shit you ever

My president is black, my blue
And I be if my rims ain't too
My ain't at home and daddy still in jail
Tryna make a plate, seen the scale?

My president is black, my blue
And I be goddamned if my rims too
My money's light green and my light gray
And they love to see white, now how you tryna pay, let's go

Today was a day, hope I have me a great night
I dunno what you fishin' for, hope you catch you a great
I say great white, heavy as killer whales
I cannot believe this, who knew it came in

Who it came with jail, who knew it came with prison?
Just 'cause you got an opinion that make you a politician?
Bush robbed all of us, that make him a criminal?
And then he cheated in Florida, that make him a Seminole?

I say and I quote, we need a
And I say a miracle this shit is hysterical
But my nephews and nieces, I will email
Tell him forward to and cc: Allah

Mr. Soul Survivor does that me a Konvict?
'Be all you can be', now, that sound like some dumb shit
When you with crude oil as black as my nigga boo
It's really a Desert Storm, word to my nigga Clue

Catch me in Las Vegas, A.R.
Rep for them real niggaz, I'm winnin' in
Winnin' in Tennessee, down Atlanta
Landslide Alabama, on my way to

My is black, my Lambo's blue
And I be goddamned if my rims too
My momma ain't at home and still in jail
make a plate, anybody seen the scale?

My is black, my Lambo's blue
And I be goddamned if my rims too
My light green and my Jordan's light gray
And they to see white, now how much you tryna pay, let's go

I I woke up this morning, headache this big
Pay all damn bills, feed all these damn kids
Buy all these school shoes, buy all these clothes
For strange reason my son addicted to Polo's

a spinach dip, I'm addicted to use Houston's
And if the numbers is right, I a trip out to Houston
A out in China, a hurricane in New Orleans
Street Dreams Tour, I sold my ass in New

Did it for Slim, brought out B.G.
It's all from the beginnin' you Pimp C
You know how the pimp be, nigga gon' speak his mind
If he speak down from heaven, he tell me stay on my grind

Tell him I'm doin' fine, Obama for
We ready for damn change, so y'all let the man
Stuntin' on Martin Luther 'cause I'm feelin' just a king
Guess this is what he meant he said that he had a dream

My president is black, my blue
And I be goddamned if my ain't too
My momma ain't at home and daddy in jail
make a plate, anybody seen the scale?

My president is black, my blue
And I be if my rims ain't too
My light green and my Jordan's light gray
And love to see white, now how much you tryna pay, let's go

Our history, black history, no president ever did for me
Had to hit the streets, had to flip keys, so a nigga won't go broke
Then he put us in jail, now, a nigga can't go
So I spend on these hoes is strippin'
She ain't a politician a polotician

My is black, Rolls golden charms
22 inch rims like Hulk Hogan's
When thousands of is riled up to see you
That can ya ego, you got mouths to feed

So gotta true to who you are and where you came from
'Cause at the top will be the same you hang from
No matter how big you could be
For whatever fee or publicity, never lose your

For years there's been surprise horses in stable
Just two albums in, I'm the realest nigga on label
Mr. President, yeah Obama for real
They put ya face on the 5000 dollar bill

My is black, my Lambo's blue
And I be goddamned if my ain't too
My momma ain't at home and daddy in jail
Tryna make a plate, anybody seen the

My president is black, my blue
And I be goddamned if my ain't too
My money's light green and my Jordan's gray
And they to see white, now how much you tryna pay, let's go

So I'm sittin' here now man, it's June 3rd, 2:08 a.m.
Nigga, I won't say win, lose or man
We congratulate you homie
See I motivate the thugs right, you us homie
That's it is, this a hands on policy

touchin' me right nigga, yeah, first black president
Win, lose or draw nigga, matter of fact, you what it is, man
out Jackie Robinson, Booker T Washington homie
Oh y'all ain't think I knew shit, Sidney Poitier, what they do

My president is black, I'm too though