Luyện nghe bài hát People Like Myself

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, people on my right, all in my ear
Make be like 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 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

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

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

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

Pull out my dick, piss on bitch-ass
Sit on your face, now you kiss ass
Who fiend for fame belong to your fans
And haters and 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, on my right, all in my ear hole
Make be like whoa and find me somewhere to go

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

Like them forty-two
I pocket every demo, Timbaland, he's that 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
I'm deep in the dough, I'm deep with a crew
In the 80's y'all screamed like the movie is
Y'all this is 'Nutty Professor Part 2'

To eyes wide shut to 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

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

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

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

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

Hey girl, I don't know you
Timbaland we're your first cousin Sue
My momma ever mentioned you
My momma also me to watch them savage boos, what?

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