Luyện nghe bài hát People Like Myself

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Hey girl, I don't even you
Timbaland we're first cousin Marion Sue
My momma never ever you
My momma also told me to watch them boos, what?

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