Luyện nghe bài hát Peace To The Niggas

Now, if you got it going on make noise
to all the real grimy ghetto girls and boys
In my neighborhood , black or hispanic
Yo, is some positive shit but please don't panic

You can still to it so flock to it
Just your mind, unwind, recline or pop and lock to it
and rock with us, all night like Michael Jackson
Leave your guns and knives at home, black, all I'm asking

I'd to go to jams and not see bullet sparks
So we can do some hip hop in public parks
A lot of the voters and are scared of rap
But we can all together clever and say bull crap

get up, get up, gotta get over
I gotta niggas up like I'm down with Jehovah
Knock on a few heads and beg for some sense
As I to convince, yo, I'm kind of tense

'Cause niggas still wanna wild and profile
They're hard but ain't go no style
Steadily teaching my younger to kill each other
I hate to have to break out my glock and another

Young soul about a hole
For trying to play and me, acting hard like the videos

Now, to all the in the world
Listen up, that is just TV
Far from
And the niggas you see on TV

Are fronting, they saying nothing
So take your ass, somewhere
And watch or something

Peace to the niggas in my
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In my
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Peace to the niggas in my
You're not dead so that means you're doing

Yo, one time ripping it quick it's the brown boy
Joy to the world, girls and boys, there comes a
To bad ass, bet I did it before
My POs is Jord, he let me go on tour

Where I'm from, yo, you might see a in the gutter
In the ghetto with toast, best believe my is butter
Got to it long before this rap shit, get back, bitch
If I'm stuck up much a bandit I crank shit

Niggas get reprimanded, remanded and branded
I delve into myself to the strength to overstand it
So ill as I roll up on the theory yot [unverified]
Keeping it real with B-I, yeah, we build a lot

Yo, your but, the B/QE gets strong on the low
Giving a pound to Long, hop in the ride I gotta go
Gotta hit Queens, American, yo, Sammy, where's Troy?
Cleaning up on the streets, I goes with my motherfucking boys

Shit's wrecked like in no time Astoria expands
Russ, Jock, Tonto, but let me not forget Shamgod
My man since Holland Cove, making moves like
Live since one-oh-five, yo, Tiki motherfuckers

Jets to 'jects, I them cheques, my fam in the plan
And it to my cousins with some weed in my hand
bumrush was getting money on the hush, B
Keeping it real forever with my peoples OT

Back in the seven, pick up the now I'm dialling F in
Put the volume up on BringIt, Legion getting in a
From there to a Brucie tape, I'm on the fifth
An Uzi for my birthday, you know I shoot the

To a talking about she's wanting to get with me
Hey, I up the block and see Lord kicking it with E
like I want you, better believe me, baby's gonna got checked
I said My memory's bad, honey, I just fucking

Plus found my one love now, hon, I'm going to jet
And if we ain't Shaka we're catching power wrecks
Fucking it up in the BX, I see Chi flexing his
Good vibrations, the nation as I represent my home

Peace to the in my neighborhood
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In my
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In my
to the niggas in my neighborhood
You're not dead so that means doing good

Peace to the niggas in my
(Where?)
In my
(Where?)

In my
to the niggas in my neighborhood
You're not so that means you're doing good

To my man DJ Stan,
And the whole family
Yo, Monty, Go-go, Big Sid from
Big Tom, and Rico, Conji, who you, baby

DJ Craze, IBP
And the whole Mellow family
Astoria projects, the
The and Queens, NFL
and Laurelton, man

The clan, my peeps on Prospect
And to my down South, nuff respect
Bendecion, mija,
My Big F, Pote, Michael and Jerome

To all my engineers, Native Tongue and Flavor
Peace, man, one Love, Perry
3D Entertainment, Jan and
My fam
And my little cousins and Ray

Now all the we forgot
I your ass didn't get shot, peace