Luyện nghe bài hát People Like Myself

People like myself, only hang with '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 whoa and find me somewhere else to go

People like myself, only hang with '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 whoa and find me somewhere to go

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

All y'all wanna like we used to hang
'Cause I'm my thang, now you wanna bask in my fame
That's why I stay out the club, be in the
a dub, counting my cash, over the phone

And I'm cell phones, all with chips
My nine to bloods, my glock to crips, who want
You and your can bring the noise
But I'ma bring hand grenades, now laid

out my dick, piss on your bitch-ass
Sit on your face, now you kiss ass
Who fiend for fame life belong to your
And haters and thugs that wanna end your

People myself, only hang with self 'cause that's the way to go
I go outside without finding some new kinfolks
People on my left, people on my right, all in my ear
Make be like whoa and find me else to go

Since I got bigger I'm over and y'all recite Tim's my nigga
Like I just and my tracks didn't help niggaz
So for I pound niggaz
Like I keep 'em in for that new jigga

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

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

To wide shut to whoever I choose
I can appreciate a kid man to a, Tom
To a, food, I'm strictly drive through
The money I dudes I basically raised fools

People like myself, only hang self 'cause that's the way to go
I go outside without finding some new kinfolks
on my left, people on my right, all in my ear hole
Make be like whoa and find me somewhere to go

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

of niggaz bitching, wishing I'd fail
Tell 'em Mag be the rap Kenan and Kel
I'm spitting the of verses curses over the churches
Rapping more than thriller Manila and give you salmonella

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

Hey girl, I don't know you
Timbaland we're your cousin Marion Sue
My momma never mentioned you
My also told me to watch them savage boos, what?

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

People like myself, only hang with self that's the way to go
I can't go without finding 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