Luyện nghe bài hát My Peoples

Yea, my people out there man
With over there? Yea, thats my people
Guns over there? Yea, thats my
Every time they me right there, thats my people
all my peoples man

Shit dont change on the Im from
We tic toc knock and we run

Get you some, better got you

Dont be headed cuz you headed for the fall
My man just a fan, he love the way that we ball
We on the grind again, everything is
I got my nails done, flyin ring
Im actin like a king, Im sittin in my
my roll on, get my grub on
Im tryna stay in shape, I lift and eat grapes
Cuz it elevates my mind and my
Its so hard we get
Body is temple, thats why the Ph love watin rinchels
Cuz doughnuts, they go nuts for a dozen
Shut up spot, me and my baby cousin
It seems they were slippin by and we tippin by
What, we trippin? Why?
Retrospectively speakin, my perspective was definitely

Its just another nigga added to the hundred miles Im runnin
I usually em out the ball park
But today I blunt it instead of plenty
I take you to the old days
11.5 through white zig-zags. Nigga, oh no,
We blow fo sho, ask the from the base
underground, aks the homie May Ray
And thank God for the payday
Cuz everybody else out there be actin
Playin other niggas shit all up on the south
Weve got from the CPT, K Cavy
We even got some from the SGV

They aint getting heard, getting kicked to the curve
We got hip-hop rappers like the homeboy Merz
Glass through alone, put thugs on
Yea, dont even trip, dont matter
Cuz we gon a west coast battle
Where we gon not against each other
But other cities and states and rape niggas for cake
Like for the home we tried light was BET
We fucked niggas up for 2 weeks
And when he he didnt get no deal
They put the script on cool like the minister
Im here to analyze and
So you could realize Im the big Snoop
Put me so we go east side

dont change on the block Im from
We tic toc knock and we run

Get you some, got you some

bangin lookin hard, they claim that I took it forward
Now get your hands on my motherfuckin jar
Peace to my nigga DJ Quick, Jaba Felony, Game and Union
The warzone, the alcoholics, king T, cartoon, Dangerous aka Tracy D
Chocha more prane, the lady a break
Rubble inch home kid false easy
LA champ, my nigga LT Hutton, nigga take it easy
Terrence Martin, Meech boys at me
We need to be makin music on real shit, loco
L Dogg, side up, DJ unknown
My father local chop chop the SGT
Giordano fesse, what up
Met with Mohamed, lil half deal
Chill, on boat rock. Money I can trip low
I even met your nigga G

Pretty Tony in the lifestyle
Lil doves up, 20 crip
Yea nigga, they my folks, they my
Yea nigga, my people
Yea, be real and fats a leanin
Yea, nigga have you it?
West is nuttin right now mane
Thats it is mane
I mean I mean, it even about members who worst rhyme
Im just givin a lil
If I didnt mention your name it aint cuz I aint got for ya
Its just like that my
Its all right now
Its all right now

I to say it (thats my people)
On real shit (thats my people)
I aint trippin on (thats my people)
And I trippin on kush (thats my people)
Im down the grind (thats my people)
Yea, how that (thats my people)
Its all to the (thats my people)
In all and every (thats my people)

DJ Crazy
Got the motherfuckin hottest motherfuckin mixtapes on the right now nigga
Oh and the homie on the flow, what up
Imma halla at you in a minute
yo, Teddy Bear, Roscoe in the CYA unit
All my crews, Lamont, Psycho Rim
Yea, Dia Monique and The Homeless
2Max and the Crew
My nigga Flyintastic, E in the White House
Fo life? My nigga is slick
From the big ass game, San
Bella Rose the Deena where the grass is greener
Ye ye, my nigga X to the Z in the strong warm
Thats it? Maneski, The Deacon, Black Tie, Line
Mak More, Mr. Fab up north
The division from Palm Dale Cas
The Wolfay, AB
And be on the lookout for La Nostra
Yea, you know what it is, west foul