Luyện nghe bài hát My Peoples

Yea, my people out there man
blood over there? Yea, thats my people
Guns there? Yea, thats my people
Every time pass me right there, thats my people
all my peoples man

Shit dont on the block Im from
We tic toc sock and we run

Get you some, better got you

Dont be hard cuz you headed for the fall
My man just a fan, said he the way that we ball
We on the again, everything is everything
I got my nails done, flyin ring
Im actin like a king, Im sittin in my
With my on, get my grub on
Im tryna stay in shape, I lift and eat grapes
Cuz it my mind and my body
Its so hard we get
Body is your temple, thats why the Ph watin rinchels
Cuz they doughnuts, go nuts for a dozen
Shut up they spot, me and my cousin
It seems they were slippin by and we were by
What, we trippin? Why?
Retrospectively speakin, my perspective was leaky

Its just nigga woulda added to the hundred miles Im runnin
I usually em out the ball park
But today I it instead of getting plenty
I take you to the old days
11.5 through zig-zags. Nigga, oh no, wait
We fo sho, ask the homie from the base
Your underground, aks the May Ray
And God for the station payday
Cuz everybody out there be actin gidde
Playin other shit all up on the south deck
Weve got from the CPT, K Cavy
We got some homies from the SGV

They aint getting heard, getting kicked to the curve
We even got hip-hop rappers like the homeboy
Glass alone, somebody put thugs on
Yea, dont even trip, even matter
Cuz we gon setup a west battle
Where we gon battle not against each
But other cities and states and rape niggas for their
Like for the home we tried light was BET
We fucked niggas up for 2 weeks
And when he finished he didnt get no
just put the script on cool like the minister
Im to analyze and capitalize
So you realize Im the big homie Snoop
Put me down so we go east

Shit dont on the block Im from
We tic toc knock and we run

Get you some, got you some

Gang bangin lookin hard, claim that I took it forward
Now get your on my motherfuckin cookie jar
Peace to my nigga DJ Quick, Felony, Game and Western Union
The warzone, the alcoholics, king T, cartoon, Dangerous aka Tracy D
Chocha more prane, the lady a abrazed
Rubble home kid false little easy
LA champ, maestro my nigga LT Hutton, nigga it easy
Terrence Martin, Meech boys at me
We need to be makin music on some shit, loco
L Dogg, side up, DJ unknown
My father local chop chop the SGT
Giordano fesse, what up
Met Tony Mohamed, lil half deal
Chill, on boat rock. Money I can trip low
I met your nigga Spook G

Tony in the lifestyle play
Lil Leelee doves up, 20
Yea nigga, they my folks, my people
Yea nigga, my people
Yea, be and fats boss a leanin
Yea, nigga you seen it?
West coast is nuttin right now
what it is mane
I I mean, it aint even about members who worst rhyme
Im just givin a lil
If I didnt your name it aint cuz I aint got love for ya
Its just that my nigga
Its all right now
Its all right now

I to say it (thats my people)
On some real (thats my people)
I aint on blood (thats my people)
And I aint on kush (thats my people)
Im down with the (thats my people)
Yea, how that (thats my people)
Its all to the (thats my people)
In all and every (thats my people)

DJ Crazy
Got the motherfuckin motherfuckin mixtapes on the streets right now nigga
Oh and the on the flow, what up good?
Imma halla at you in a Crystal
Sippy yo, Bear, Roscoe in the CYA unit
All my crews, Lamont, Psycho Rim
Yea, Dia Monique and The Homeless
2Max and the Crew
My nigga Flyintastic, E in the White House
Fo life? My Mitch is slick
the big ass game, San Diegan
Bella from the Deena where the grass is greener
Ye ye, my nigga X to the Z in the strong warm
Thats it? Maneski, The Deacon, Black Tie, Line
Mak More, Mr. Fab up north
The civic from Palm Dale Cas
The Wolfay, AB
And be on the for La Coka Nostra
Yea, you know what it is, coast foul