Luyện nghe bài hát Peace To The Niggas

Now, if you got it on make some noise
Peace to all the real grimy ghetto and boys
In my , whether black or hispanic
Yo, this is some positive shit but please panic

You can rock to it so flock to it
Just your mind, unwind, recline or pop and lock to it
and rock with us, all night like Michael Jackson
Leave your guns and at home, black, that's all I'm asking

I'd like to go to and not see bullet sparks
So we can do hip hop shows in public parks
A lot of the voters and are scared of rap
But we can all together clever and say bull crap

Gotta get up, get up, get over
I wake niggas up like I'm down with Jehovah
Knock on a few heads and beg for some sense
As I commence to convince, yo, I'm kind of

'Cause still wanna buck wild and profile
They're fronting hard but go no style
Steadily teaching my younger brothers to kill each
I hate to to break out my glock and teach another

Young about a bullet hole
For trying to play and sway me, acting hard the videos

Now, to all the in the world
Listen up, shit is just TV
Far from
And half the you see on TV

Are fronting, they ain't saying
So take your ass, somewhere
And Barney or something

Peace to the niggas in my
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In my
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In my
Peace to the niggas in my
You're not dead so means you're doing good

Yo, one time it quick it's the clever brown boy
Joy to the world, girls and boys, comes a choice
To advocate bad ass, bet I did it
My POs is Jord, he let me go on tour

Where I'm from, yo, you might see a in the gutter
In the ghetto with toast, best believe my is butter
Got to have it long before rap shit, get back, bitch
If I'm stuck up much like a I crank shit

Niggas get reprimanded, remanded and branded
I delve into myself to draw the to overstand it
So ill as I roll up on the block yot [unverified]
Keeping it real Show B-I, yeah, we build a lot

Yo, move but, the B/QE gets strong on the low
Giving a pound to Shorty Long, hop in the ride I go
Gotta hit Queens, American, yo, Sammy, where's Troy?
Cleaning up on the streets, I there with my motherfucking boys

Shit's wrecked like grands in no time Astoria
Peace Russ, Jock, Tonto, but let me not forget
My man Holland Cove, making moves like Rucker
since one-oh-five, yo, it's Tiki motherfuckers

Jets to 'jects, I flex cheques, my fam in the plan
And kick it to my cousins with some in my hand
Original bumrush was getting on the hush, B
Keeping it real forever my peoples working OT

Back in the seven, pick up the now I'm dialling F in
Put the volume up on BringIt, Legion getting in a
From there to a Brucie tape, I'm on the fifth
An Uzi for my birthday, you know I the gift

To a chickadee about she's wanting to get with me
Hey, I look up the block and see kicking it with E
Hon's like I want you, better believe me, baby's gonna got
I My memory's bad, honey, I just fucking forget

I've found my one love now, hon, I'm going to jet
And if we ain't playing we're catching power wrecks
Fucking it up in the BX, I see Chi flexing his
Good vibrations, rocking the nation as I represent my

to the niggas in my neighborhood
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In my
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In my
Peace to the in my neighborhood
You're not dead so that means you're good

to the niggas in my neighborhood
(Where?)
In my
(Where?)

In my
Peace to the niggas in my
You're not dead so that means you're good

To my man DJ Stan,
And the whole family
Yo, Monty, Go-go, Big Sid from
Big Tom, and Rico, Conji, who loves you,

DJ Craze, IBP
And the whole Mellow family
projects, the Bland
The and Queens, NFL
and Laurelton, man

The Doughty clan, my peeps on
And to my brother down South, nuff
Bendecion, mija,
My cousins Big F, Pote, Michael and

To all my engineers, Tongue and Flavor Unit
Peace, man, one Love, Perry
3D Entertainment, Jan and
My fam
And my little Angela and Ray

Now all the we forgot
I hope your ass didn't get shot,