[Featuring Mac]



[Master P]



Dear Mr. President I Live In The Hood



Where People Live Bad



But Say Its All Good



And My Homies Slanging And Robbing



Caught A Misdameanor Felonies



We Cant Survive It



And Three Strikes Niggas Out It



But We Dont Give A Fuck Cause Niggas Down Here Bout It Bout It



One Nation In God We Trust



But Then You Say Saddam Ain't Gon Fuck With Us



(ugghhhhh)



Now You See How We Feel



Niggas Set Trip, Ride And Gang Bang



Thats How They Get Killed



You Run From The Press



We Run From Killers And Jackers



And Wear Bullet Proof Vest



Some Say The President Like Weed And Hoes



Down Here It's Young Niggas Riding Sixes With O's, Got



Terrorist Wantin To Blow You Away,



I Got Niggas In The Ghetto Wantin To Take My Place



You Got Secret Service



Roamin The Streets



I Got A Bunch Of No Limit Niggas Ridin With Me



(chorus)



Dear Mr. President (mr.president)



My Letter To The President, The President



(repeat 2x)



[Mac]



Dear Mr President



Mama Just Lost Her Job



Daddy Just Got Paid, Coming Home He Was Robbed



Landlord Giving Us Three Days To Disappear



Santa Claus Missed Our House This Year



You Got The White House



Protected By The Goverment Killers



We Got The Crack House



Protected By Them Neighborhood Dealers



Opportunity Ain't Never Knocked



And They Be Locking Niggas Up For Slangin Petty Rocks



If You Could Answer My Questions I Wouldn't Stress



That's Why A Nigga Smoke Crack, Snort Coke



And Hit The Weed When They Stress Me



Niggas Die In The Ghetto



Put They Face On A Shirt



White Folks Get Killed And Its A City Wide Search



Go And H