Luyện nghe bài hát Dear Mr. President

Dear Mr. President I live in the
people live bad but say it's all good
And my slanging and robbing
Caught a felonies

We can't it and three strikes niggas out it
But we don't give a 'cause niggas down here 'bout it, 'bout it
One in God we trust
But then you say Saddam ain't fuck with us
(Uh)

Now you see how we feel niggas set trip, and gang bang
That's how they get killed you run from the
We run from killers and jackers and wear bullet proof
Some say the president like weed and

Down here it's young niggas riding with o's, got
Terrorist wantin' to blow you
I got in the ghetto wantin' to take my place
You got secret service the streets
I got a bunch of no limit ridin' with me

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Dear Mr. President, mama lost her job
Daddy got paid, coming home he was robbed
Landlord giving us three days to
Santa Claus our house this year

You got the White House protected by the government
We got the house protected by them neighborhood dealers
ain't never knocked
And be locking niggas up for slangin' petty rocks

If you could my questions I wouldn't stress
That's why a nigga smoke crack, coke
And hit the when they stress me
Niggas die in the ghetto put they on a shirt

White get killed and its a city wide search
Go and holler at a nigga you need a vote
My lil' homie got twenty for weed and
Nigga cross my and hope to die

I'm for change
But you can take the tears
Out my people's

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