Luyện nghe bài hát Peace To The Niggas

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

You can still rock to it so to it
Just open mind, unwind, recline or pop and lock to it
Come and rock with us, all like Michael Jackson
Leave your guns and knives at home, black, all I'm asking

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

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

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

Young soul about a hole
For trying to play and sway me, acting hard like the

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

Are fronting, they saying nothing
So take little ass, somewhere
And watch or something

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

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

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

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

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

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

to 'jects, I flex them cheques, my fam in the plan
And it to my cousins with some weed in my hand
Original bumrush was getting 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 up on BringIt, Legion getting in a session
From to a Brucie tape, I'm almost on the fifth
An Uzi for my birthday, you know I the gift

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

Plus I've found my one 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, rocking the nation as I my home

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

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

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 you're doing

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

To all my engineers, Tongue and Flavor 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 your ass get shot, peace