Luyện nghe bài hát To My People

Ya stop to my people in the front
Ya don't to my people in the rear
Say what, throw hands in the air
Ya don't to my people on the left

Ya don't stop to my people on the
Ya don't stop to my everywhere
Say what, throw hands in the air
Ya don't stop to my people in New

Ya stop to my people down south
Ya don't stop to my people out
Say what, your hands in the air
To my hip hop niggas, ya stop

To my in the street, ya don't stop
To my niggas money, say what
Throw your in the air
Ya don't

Uh, off the bat
My squad is known the map
When niggas show love
Then we show you love

Y'all niggas want
Fuck it take it to the
Y'all niggas gon'
we sit down and we build

My squad here
Unit of the
We settin' up
And we ain't nowhere

We it all
if we gotta brawl for it
We it all
Even if you gotta for it

We stage wreckers, fifty two car
to the world till the law come and get us
You jealous
I'm holes in vendettas

Twist your
With two from a shottie pow
Niggas get me touched
(Naw, they touch you)
and flossin' too much
(Naw, they can't you)

Light on my
him ten feet
Part from his
Play it

The truth through this poetry
For me to shot
block my life
Add a spice

Devil eyes snake on dice
Have your fam Christ
Flipmode battle for
All my shit be priced

I'm slashing dikes, me
Liftin' thugs out they crease it's
two keys in two weeks
And gross g's

me and live shortly
Slouch cat livin' off calibil
You get involved
grip on tight, take the next flight
We got it locked on the bike

it out
I got the eye of a
That's plan to go
My squad is on

And till do us
If the wanna sue us
Yo I'm the reels
I'm the man with the gat that be ready to

I'm the one to Spliff when it's time to ill
I'm a show by astro red cross and blue
us make a move
Catch us on smokin'

Rules of blues, MTV news
On the bus my Flipmode loco
(Loco)
Takin' flicks, hittin' chicks by the
(Dozen)

a shot runnin'
Now I'm on a
It take you twenty light years to me
(Burn me)
If you want call my attorney
All other wack shit don't concern me

I'm felt
I got a title under my
I'm out to get the
I'm 'bout my and myself

Ya don't to my people in the front
Ya don't stop to my people in the
Say what, your hands in the air
Ya don't stop to my people on the

Ya don't to my people on the right
Ya don't stop to my everywhere
Say what, your hands in the air
Ya don't stop to my people in New

Ya don't stop to my people south
Ya don't to my people out west
Say what, your hands in the air
To my hip hop niggas, ya don't

To my in the street, ya don't stop
To my niggas money, say what
your hands in the air
Ya don't

Uhh, comin' for all my Flipmode brothers
Stats ratin' higher then of single mothers
Peace to my clique
that I bounce with

Everybody else get the gas Auschwitz
Like, flows for like a rap bitch should
Type takin' niggas out like they goods
wanna contest

They buggin', straight up and
We run the underground H. Tubman
What, I'm the bomb
Rah, D I G got Rah

God be my
as I walk this globe
I be spittin' verses
Than the of Job'

Why are you us
Running into and avoiding us?
on the low be recording us
My rhyme flow poisonous

Yo shit sound wack still annoying us
We nigga ain't no destroying us
You better off if you join with us

Or analyzing my whole
In
with my squad or go singular

I ain't into bitches who animals like caligula
More hot shit so get your sprinkler
Fire extinguisher, rhyme, prime

Never mistake me for else
Another make you shit on yourself
I hope all y'all know that I always the art
Rip you

Put your on my heart
Flipmode one on the charts
Solo or
My the objective
Is to win

All praises due to my squad one in the
every blessing
I have to make y'all witness my
Burn calorie

Come inside my
Put your money where mouth is double your salary
Hey dude you we stay rude high on a aquelude
Bust shit bouncin' in a Honda Prelude

G off
Nigga off
I make you off
Brickfull you rip your jeans off

Ya stop to my people in the front
Ya stop to my people in the rear
Say what, throw your in the air
Ya don't stop to my on the left

Ya don't stop to my people on the
Ya don't stop to my people
Say what, throw your in the air
Ya don't stop to my in New York

Ya don't stop to my people down
Ya don't stop to my people out
Say what, throw your in the air
To my hip hop niggas, ya don't

To my in the street, ya don't stop
To my niggas money, say what
your hands in the air
Ya stop