Luyện nghe bài hát People Like Myself

People like myself, hang with self '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 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
People on my left, on my right, all in my ear hole
Make be like whoa and find me else to go

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

All y'all wanna talk we used to hang
'Cause I'm doing my thang, now you wanna bask in my
why I stay out the club, be in the crib
Smoking a dub, my cash, over the phone

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

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

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

Since I got bigger I'm 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 keep 'em in DJ's for that new

Like forty-two girbauds
I pocket every demo, like Timbaland, he's that next
by people that she can blow
Convinced booker T 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 y'all like the movie is through
Y'all screaming is 'Nutty Professor Part 2'

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

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

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

Sick of bitching, wishing I'd fail
'em Mag be the rap Eeffin 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 afford that dress, you can't afford that hairdo
I don't want sex, here take your fast food
Tim dead wrong, Tim you're dead rude

Hey girl, I even know you
Timbaland we're first cousin Marion Sue
My momma never ever 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 can't go outside finding some 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 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 and find me somewhere else to go