Luyện nghe bài hát Peace To The Niggas

Now, if you got it going on some noise
Peace to all the real grimy girls and boys
In my , whether black or hispanic
Yo, this is positive shit but please don't panic

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

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

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

'Cause niggas still wanna buck wild and
They're fronting hard but ain't go no
Steadily teaching my younger brothers to each other
I hate to have to break out my glock and teach

soul about a bullet hole
For trying to play and sway me, acting like the videos

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

Are fronting, ain't saying nothing
So take your little ass,
And watch Barney or

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

Yo, one time ripping it quick it's the brown boy
Joy to the world, girls and boys, there 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 see a finger in the gutter
In the ghetto with toast, best my shit is butter
Got to it long before this rap shit, get back, bitch
If I'm stuck up much a bandit I crank shit

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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
to the niggas in my neighborhood
You're not dead so that means doing 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 Zone
Astoria projects, the
The and Queens, NFL
and Laurelton, man

The clan, my peeps on Prospect
And to my brother South, nuff respect
Bendecion, mija,
My Big F, Pote, Michael and Jerome

To all my engineers, Native Tongue and Unit
Peace, man, one Love, Jennifer
3D Entertainment, Jan and
My fam
And my cousins Angela and Ray

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