Luyện nghe bài hát To My People

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

[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
it take it to the streets
Y'all niggas gon
we sit down and we build
My squad here
Unit of the
We settin up and we ain't going nowhere
We it all
Even if we gotta for it
We it all
Even if you fall for it
We wreckers
Fifty-two car
Reppin to the world till the law and get us
You fellas
I'm puttin holes in
Twist your
With two shells a shottie pow!

sham]
Niggas get me touched
(naw cant touch you)
Shinin and flossin too
(naw they cross you)
Light on my
him ten feet
Part his heat
Play it
The truth speaks through this
For me to call
Cock my life
Add a little
Devil eyes snake on dice
your fam call christ
Flipmode battle for
All my shit be high
I'm dikes
me
Liftin thugs out they it's quickly
two keys in two weeks
And forty g's
me
And live
cat livin off calibil breeze
You wanna get
grip on tight
Take the next
We got it locked on the next

it out
I got the eye of a
That's to go higher
My is on fire
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 spliff when it's to ill
I'ma show by red cross and blue shields
Watch us make a
Catch us on groove
Rules of blues
Mtv
On the bus with my flipmode (loco)
flicks
Hittin chicks by the (dozen)
Keep a shot
Now I'm on a
It take you twenty light to burn me (burn me)
If you want call my attorney
All that other wack 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
Comin correct for all my flipmode
Stats ratin then that of single mothers
Peace to my clique
Bitches I bounce with
Everybody else get the gas like
Like, flows for real like a rap bitch
Type takin niggas out they packaged goods
Rappers wanna
buggin
Straight up and down we run the underground like h.
What, I'm the bitch
rah
got rah
God be my

Long as I this globe
I be spittin more verses than the of job

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

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

Or analyzing my whole
In
with my squad or go singular
I ain't into bitches who fuck animals like
hot shit so get your water sprinkler
Fire
Rhyme prime
C'mon!
Never mistake me for nobody
Another make you shit on yourself
I hope all y'all know that I always the art
Rip you
Put your on my heart
Flipmode number one on the
Solo or
My the objective
Is to win
All praises due to my one in the same
every blessing I have to make y'all witness my name
Burn calorie
Come inside my
Put your money where your is double your salary
Hey dude you know we stay rude on a aquelude
your shit bouncin in a honda prelude
g off
Nigga off
I you breeze off
Brickfull make you rip jeans off