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 without finding 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 with self 'cause 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 whoa and find me else to go

It's Mag from your TV screen, buzzing off the Jim
But the Mag y'all think y'all know what I seem
I'm a freak from 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, 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 boys can bring the noise
But I'ma bring hand grenades, now laid

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

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

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

Like them 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 every joint and every unit I sold
Once I'm deep in the dough, I'm deep a crew
In the y'all screamed like the movie is through
Y'all screaming 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 drive through
The I gave dudes 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
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
on my knees, begging to God, show me the path
My label is me working me so the devil can lurk in me

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

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

Hey girl, I don't know you
we're your first cousin Marion Sue
My momma ever mentioned you
My momma also me to watch them savage 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
Make be whoa and find me somewhere else to go

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