Luyện nghe bài hát My Peoples

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

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

Get you some, got you some

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

Its just another nigga added to the hundred miles Im runnin
I usually knock em out the park
But today I blunt it instead of getting
I take you to the old days
11.5 white zig-zags. Nigga, oh no, wait
We blow fo sho, ask the homie the base
Your underground, aks the May Ray
And thank God for the station
Cuz else out there be actin gidde
other niggas shit all up on the south deck
Weve got rappers the CPT, K Cavy
We even got some from the SGV

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

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

Get you some, better got you

Gang bangin lookin hard, they claim that I it forward
Now get your hands on my cookie jar
Peace to my DJ Quick, Jaba Felony, Game and Western Union
The warzone, the alcoholics, king T, cartoon, Dangerous aka Tracy D
Chocha more prane, the lady a break
Rubble inch home kid little easy
LA champ, my nigga LT Hutton, nigga take it easy
Terrence Martin, Meech halla at me
We need to be makin music on real shit, loco
L Dogg, side up, DJ unknown
My father local chop from the SGT
fesse, what up esse?
Met with Mohamed, lil half deal
Chill, spice on rock. Money I can trip low
I even met your Spook G

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

I to say it (thats my people)
On some shit (thats my people)
I trippin on blood (thats my people)
And I aint trippin on (thats my people)
Im down the grind (thats my people)
Yea, how sound? (thats my people)
Its all to the (thats my people)
In all and every (thats my people)

DJ Crazy
Got the motherfuckin hottest motherfuckin mixtapes on the streets now nigga
Oh and the homie on the flow, up good?
halla at you in a minute Crystal
Sippy yo, Teddy Bear, in the CYA unit
All my crews, Bishop Lamont, Rim
Yea, Dia and The Homeless Nation
and the Visionary Crew
My nigga Flyintastic, E in the White House
Fo life? My nigga is slick
the big ass game, San Diegan
Bella Rose from the Deena where the grass is
Ye ye, my nigga X to the Z in the strong steady
Thats it? Maneski, The Deacon, Tie, Front Line
Mak More, Mr. Fab from up
The civic from Palm Dale Cas
The Wolfay, AB
And be on the lookout for La Coka
Yea, you know what it is, coast foul