Luyện nghe bài hát To My People

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

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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 take it to the
niggas gon chill
Then we sit down and we
My squad here
of the year
We settin up and we ain't going nowhere
We it all
Even if we brawl for it
We it all
Even if you gotta for it
We stage
Fifty-two car
to the world till the law come and get us
You jealous
I'm puttin holes in
Twist body
With two from a shottie pow!

[baby
Niggas wanna get me
(naw they cant you)
and flossin too much
(naw they cross you)
on my toes
Left him ten
Part his heat
it softly
The truth through this poetry
For me to shot
block my life
Add a spice
Devil eyes snake on dice
Have your fam christ
Flipmode for mics
All my shit be priced
I'm dikes
me
Liftin thugs out crease it's quickly
two keys in two weeks
And gross g's
me
And shortly
Slouch cat off calibil breeze
You get involved
Better grip on
the next flight
We got it locked on the bike

it out
I got the eye of a
That's plan to go
My squad is on
And death do us
If the label sue us
Yo I'm the reels
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 make a
us on smokin groove
Rules of blues
Mtv
On the bus my flipmode loco (loco)
flicks
Hittin by the dozen (dozen)
a shot runnin
Now I'm on a
It take you twenty light to burn me (burn me)
If you want beef call my
All that other wack don't concern me
I'm felt
I got a title 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 that of single mothers
Peace to my clique
Bitches that I with
else get the gas like auschwitz
Like, flows for like a rap bitch should
Type niggas out like they packaged goods
wanna contest
They
up and down we run the underground like h. tubman
What, I'm the bomb
rah
got rah
God be my

Long as I walk this
I be spittin verses than the book of job

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

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

Or analyzing my molecular
In
Roll my squad or go singular
I into bitches who fuck animals like caligula
hot shit so get your water sprinkler
Fire
Rhyme prime
C'mon!
mistake me for nobody else
Another blast make you on yourself
I hope all y'all know that I master the art
Rip you
Put your 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
Cherish every blessing I have to make y'all witness my
another calorie
Come my galaxy
Put your money where your mouth is double salary
Hey dude you know we stay rude on a aquelude
Bust your shit bouncin in a honda
g off
Nigga off
I you breeze off
Brickfull make you rip your off