Luyện nghe bài hát People Like Myself

People like myself, only hang with 'cause that's the way to go
I can't go outside finding some new kinfolks
People on my left, people on my right, all in my ear
Make be like and find me somewhere else to go

People like myself, hang with self 'cause that's the way to go
I can't go without finding some new kinfolks
People on my left, people on my right, all in my ear
Make be like whoa and me somewhere else to go

It's Mag from your TV screen, buzzing off the Jim
But the Mag y'all think know ain't what I seem
I'm a low-down freak sea peak
See them high school mates, I see 'em and don't

All wanna talk like we used to hang
'Cause I'm doing my thang, now you bask in my fame
That's why I out the club, be in the crib
Smoking a dub, counting my cash, over the

And I'm selling cell phones, all with
My to bloods, my glock to crips, who want war?
You and boys can bring the noise
But bring hand grenades, now you're laid

Pull out my dick, piss on your
Sit on face, now you gotta kiss ass
Who fiend for fame life belong to fans
And and thugs that wanna end your lifespan

like myself, only hang with self 'cause that's the way to go
I can't go outside finding some new kinfolks
People on my left, people on my right, all in my ear
Make be like whoa and me somewhere else to go

Since I got bigger I'm over here and y'all Tim's my nigga
Like I just figure and my tracks help niggaz
So for remedy I pound
I keep 'em in DJ's for that new jigga

Like them forty-two
I pocket every demo, like Timbaland, he's next nigga
Confirmed by people she can blow
Convinced booker T the next to go

Now I'm checking joint and every unit I sold
Once I'm in the dough, I'm deep with a crew
In the 80's screamed like the movie is through
Y'all this is 'Nutty Professor Part 2'

To wide shut to whoever I choose
I can a kid man to a, Tom Cruise
To a, fast food, I'm drive through
The I gave dudes I basically raised fools

People myself, only hang with self 'cause that's the way to go
I can't go outside without some new kinfolks
on my left, people on my right, all in my ear hole
Make be like and find me somewhere else to go

Even the phone spit it, God know what I'm
I'm drinking and smoking and stressing, go to church for
Down on my knees, begging to God, show me the
My label is me working me so the devil can lurk in me

Sick of bitching, wishing I'd fail
'em Mag be the rap Eeffin Kenan and Kel
I'm spitting the version of verses curses the churches
Rapping more iller than thriller Manila and you salmonella

Stop, the
Bitch, you can't afford dress, you can't afford that hairdo
I don't your sex, here take your fast food
Tim you're dead wrong, Tim dead rude

Hey girl, I even know you
we're your first cousin Marion Sue
My momma ever mentioned you
My momma also told me to watch them boos, what?

People like myself, only hang with 'cause that's the way to go
I can't go outside finding some new kinfolks
People on my left, people on my right, all in my ear
Make be like whoa and me somewhere else to go

People like myself, only with self 'cause that's the way to go
I can't go outside finding some new kinfolks
People on my left, on my right, all in my ear hole
Make be like whoa and me somewhere else to go