Luyện nghe bài hát To My People

Ya stop
To my in the front
Ya stop
To my in the rear
Say
Throw hands in the air
Ya don't
To my on the left
Ya don't
To my on the right
Ya don't
To my people
Say
your hands in the air
Ya stop
To my in new york
Ya don't
To my people south
Ya don't
To my people out
Say
Throw your in the air
To my hip hop
Ya stop
To my in the street
Ya don't
To my niggas money
Say
your hands in the air
Ya don't

[spliff
Uh, off the bat
My squad is known the map
When y'all niggas show love we show you love back
Y'all want beef
Fuck it it to the streets
Y'all niggas gon
we sit down and we build
My squad finally
of the year
We settin up and we ain't going nowhere
We it all
Even if we gotta for it
We it all
Even if you gotta for it
We wreckers
Fifty-two car
Reppin to the world the law come and get us
You jealous
I'm puttin holes in
your body
With two from a shottie pow!

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Niggas wanna get me
(naw cant touch you)
Shinin and too much
(naw they cross you)
on my toes
Left him ten
Part his heat
it softly
The truth speaks through poetry
For me to call
block my life
Add a spice
eyes snake rise on dice
Have your fam call
battle for mics
All my shit be priced
I'm slashing
me
Liftin thugs out they crease it's
Shift two keys in two
And gross g's
me
And live
Slouch cat off calibil breeze
You get involved
Better grip on
Take the flight
We got it on the next bike

it out
I got the eye of a
That's plan to go
My is on fire
And till do us
If the label 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
show by astro red cross and blue shields
Watch us a move
Catch us on smokin
house of blues
Mtv
On the bus with my flipmode (loco)
Takin
chicks by the dozen (dozen)
Keep a shot
Now I'm on a
It take you light years to burn me (burn me)
If you want beef my attorney
All that wack shit don't concern me
I'm felt
I got a under my belt
I'm out to get the
I'm bout my and myself

[rah
Uhh
correct 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 real a rap bitch should
Type takin niggas out like they packaged
wanna contest
They
Straight up and down we run the underground h. tubman
What, I'm the bitch
rah
got rah
God be my

Long as I walk globe
I be spittin more than the book of job

[busta
Why are you us
into hiding and avoiding us
Niggas on the low be us
My rhyme flow remain

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

Or analyzing my whole
In
Roll with my squad or go
I ain't into bitches who animals like caligula
More hot shit so get water sprinkler
Fire
Rhyme prime
C'mon!
Never mistake me for else
Another make you shit on yourself
I hope all y'all know I always master the art
Rip you
Put your on my heart
Flipmode one on the charts
or collective
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 name
Burn another
Come inside my
Put your money where mouth is double your salary
Hey dude you know we stay high on a aquelude
Bust your shit in a honda prelude
g off
Nigga off
I you breeze off
Brickfull make you rip your off