Luyện nghe bài hát To My People

Ya stop
To my in the front
Ya don't
To my people in the
Say
your hands in the air
Ya don't
To my people on the
Ya stop
To my people on the
Ya don't
To my everywhere
Say
Throw your in the air
Ya don't
To my in new york
Ya stop
To my down south
Ya don't
To my people out
Say
your hands in the air
To my hip hop
Ya don't
To my niggas in the
Ya don't
To my gettin money
Say
Throw your in the air
Ya stop

[spliff
Uh, off the bat
My squad is across the map
When y'all niggas show then we show you love back
Y'all want beef
Fuck it it to the streets
niggas gon chill
Then we sit down and we
My finally here
of the year
We settin up shop and we going nowhere
We it all
if we gotta brawl for it
We it all
Even if you fall for it
We wreckers
Fifty-two car
Reppin to the till the law come and get us
You fellas
I'm puttin in vendettas
your body
With two from a shottie pow!

sham]
Niggas get me touched
(naw they touch you)
Shinin and flossin too
(naw can't cross you)
Light on my
him ten feet
Part his heat
Play it
The truth speaks this poetry
For me to call
Cock block my
Add a little
Devil eyes rise on dice
your fam call christ
Flipmode for mics
All my shit be priced
I'm slashing
me
Liftin thugs out they crease quickly
Shift two keys in two
And forty g's
me
And shortly
Slouch cat livin off breeze
You wanna get
Better on tight
the next flight
We got it locked on the bike

it out
I got the eye of a
plan to go higher
My is on fire
And death do us
If the label 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'ma show by astro red cross and shields
Watch us make a
Catch us on smokin
Rules 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 you twenty light years to burn me (burn me)
If you want beef my attorney
All that other shit don't concern me
I'm being
I got a title my belt
I'm out to get the
I'm bout my squad and

[rah
Uhh
Comin correct for all my brothers
ratin higher then that of single mothers
Peace to my outz
Bitches that I with
Everybody else get the gas auschwitz
Like, flows for like a rap bitch should
takin niggas out like they packaged goods
Rappers 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 this
I be more verses than the book of job

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

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

Or my whole molecular
In
Roll with my or go singular
I into bitches who fuck animals like caligula
hot shit so get your water sprinkler
Fire
prime minister
C'mon!
Never mistake me for nobody
Another blast you shit on yourself
I all y'all know that I always master the art
Rip you
Put hand on my heart
Flipmode number one on the
or collective
My the objective
Is to win
All praises due to my squad one in the
Cherish every blessing I have to make y'all witness my
Burn calorie
Come inside my
Put your where your mouth is double 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 your off