Luyện nghe bài hát To My People

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

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

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

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

Uh, off the bat
My squad is across the map
When y'all niggas love
Then we show you love

Y'all niggas beef
it take it to the streets
Y'all niggas gon'
we sit down and we build

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

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

We stage wreckers, two car deckers
Reppin' to the world the law come and get us
You fellas
I'm puttin' holes in

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

on my toes
Left him ten
from his heat
Play it

The truth speaks this poetry
For me to call
block my life
Add a little

eyes snake rise on dice
Have your fam call
battle for mics
All my shit be high

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

Report me and shortly
Slouch cat livin' off calibil
You get involved
Better grip on tight, take the flight
We got it on the next 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 be ready to peel

I'm the one next to when it's time to ill
I'm a show by astro red cross and shields
us make a move
Catch us on groove

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

Keep a runnin'
Now I'm on a
It you twenty light years to burn me
(Burn me)
If you want beef call my
All that other wack shit concern me

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

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

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

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

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

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

Everybody else get the gas Auschwitz
Like, flows for real like a rap should
Type takin' niggas out like packaged goods
Rappers wanna

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

God be my
Long as I walk this
I be more verses
Than the of Job'

Why are you us
Running into hiding and us?
Niggas on the low be us
My rhyme flow remain

Yo your sound wack still annoying us
We alive ain't no destroying us
You better off if you come join us

Or analyzing my molecular
In
Roll with my squad or go

I ain't into who fuck animals like caligula
More hot shit so get water sprinkler
extinguisher, rhyme, prime minister

Never mistake me for nobody
blast make you shit on yourself
I hope all y'all that I always master the art
Rip you

Put your hand on my
number one on the charts
Solo or
My the objective
Is to win

All due to my squad one in the same
Cherish every
I have to make y'all my name
Burn calorie

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

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

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

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

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

To my niggas in the street, ya stop
To my niggas gettin' money, say
your hands in the air
Ya stop