Luyện nghe bài hát People Like Myself

People like myself, hang 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
be like whoa and find me somewhere else to go

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

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

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

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

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 and thugs that wanna end your lifespan

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, on my right, all in my ear hole
Make be like whoa and find me else to go

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

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

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

To eyes shut to whoever I choose
I can appreciate a kid man to a, Tom
To a, fast food, I'm strictly through
The money I gave I basically raised fools

People like myself, only hang with self 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 else to go

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

Sick of niggaz bitching, wishing I'd
Tell 'em Mag be the rap Kenan and Kel
I'm spitting the version of verses curses over the
more iller 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 your fast food
Tim you're dead wrong, Tim you're dead

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
People on my left, on my right, all in my ear hole
Make be like whoa and me somewhere else to go

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