Luyện nghe bài hát Peace To The Niggas

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Are fronting, they saying nothing
So take your little ass,
And watch Barney or

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

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

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

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

Yo, your but, the B/QE gets 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 time Astoria
Peace Russ, Jock, Tonto, but let me not 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 kick it to my cousins with some in my hand
bumrush was getting money on the hush, B
Keeping it real forever my peoples working OT

Back in the seven, pick up the celly now I'm F in
Put the volume up on BringIt, getting 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 talking about she's wanting to get 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

Plus I've 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, the nation as I represent my home

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

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

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

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

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

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