Luyện nghe bài hát To My People

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

Ya don't stop to my down south
Ya stop to my people out west
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
your hands in the air
Ya stop

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

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

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

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

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

your body
With two shells a shottie pow
Niggas wanna get me
(Naw, cant touch you)
and flossin' too much
(Naw, they can't you)

Light on my
him ten feet
Part from his
Play it

The truth speaks through poetry
For me to shot
block my life
Add a little

Devil eyes snake rise on
Have fam call Christ
Flipmode for mics
All my shit be priced

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

Report me and live
Slouch cat livin' off breeze
You get involved
Better grip on tight, the next 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 taking the
I'm the man with the gat that be ready to

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

Rules house of blues, MTV
On the bus with my Flipmode
(Loco)
Takin' flicks, hittin' 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 don't me

I'm being
I got a under my belt
I'm out to get the
I'm my squad 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 on the left

Ya don't to my people on the right
Ya don't stop to my people
Say what, throw hands 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 in the street, ya don't stop
To my niggas money, say what
Throw hands in the air
Ya stop

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

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

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

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

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

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

Or my whole molecular
In
Roll with my squad or go

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

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

Put your on my heart
Flipmode number one on the
or collective
My perspective the
Is to win

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

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

G off
Nigga off
I you breeze off
Brickfull make you rip 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 stop to my people on the

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

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