Luyện nghe bài hát To My People

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

Ya don't stop to my on the right
Ya don't stop to my everywhere
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 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 stop
To my gettin' money, say what
Throw your in the air
Ya stop

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

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

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

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

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

Twist your
With two shells a shottie pow
wanna get me touched
(Naw, they touch you)
Shinin' and too much
(Naw, they cross you)

on my toes
Left him ten
Part from his
it softly

The truth through this poetry
For me to shot
Cock block my
Add a little

Devil snake rise on dice
Have your fam call
Flipmode battle for
All my be high priced

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

Report me and live
cat livin' off calibil breeze
You wanna get
Better grip on tight, the next flight
We got it locked on the next

it out
I got the eye of a
plan to go higher
My squad is on

And death do us
If the wanna sue us
Yo I'm taking the
I'm the man with the gat that be to peel

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

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

Keep a runnin'
Now I'm on a
It take you light years to burn me
(Burn me)
If you beef call my attorney
All that other wack shit don't me

I'm being
I got a under my belt
I'm out to get the
I'm 'bout my squad and

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 stop to my people on the left

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

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

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

Uhh, comin' correct for all my brothers
Stats higher then that of single mothers
to my Outz clique
Bitches that I bounce

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

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

God be my
Long as I this globe
I be spittin' verses
Than the 'Book of

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

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

Or analyzing my whole
In
Roll with my or go singular

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

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

Put hand on my heart
number one on the charts
Solo or
My perspective the
Is to win

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

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

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

Ya don't stop to my in the front
Ya don't to my people in the rear
Say what, your 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 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 to my people 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 money, say what
Throw hands in the air
Ya stop