Luyện nghe bài hát People Like Myself

People like myself, only with self 'cause that's the way to go
I can't go without finding some new kinfolks
People on my left, people on my right, all in my ear
be like whoa and find me somewhere else to go

People like myself, only hang with 'cause that's the way to go
I go outside without finding some new kinfolks
People on my left, people on my right, all in my ear
Make be like whoa and find me somewhere to go

It's Mag your TV screen, buzzing off the Jim Beam
But the Mag think y'all know ain't what I seem
I'm a low-down freak sea peak
See high school mates, I see 'em and don't speak

All y'all wanna talk we used to hang
I'm doing my thang, now you wanna bask in my fame
That's why I out the club, be in the crib
a dub, counting my cash, over the phone

And I'm selling cell phones, all with
My nine to bloods, my glock to crips, who want
You and your boys can bring the
But I'ma bring hand grenades, now laid

out my dick, piss on your bitch-ass
Sit on your face, now you kiss ass
Who fiend for fame life belong to your
And haters and thugs that end your lifespan

People like myself, only with self 'cause that's the way to go
I go outside without finding some new kinfolks
People on my left, people on my right, all in my ear
Make be like whoa and me somewhere else to go

Since I got bigger I'm over here and y'all Tim's my nigga
Like I just figure and my tracks didn't help
So for remedy I niggaz
I keep 'em in DJ's for that new jigga

Like them girbauds
I every demo, like Timbaland, he's that next nigga
Confirmed by that she can blow
booker T she's the next to go

Now I'm checking every joint and unit I sold
Once I'm deep in the dough, I'm deep with a
In the y'all screamed like the movie is through
Y'all this is 'Nutty Professor Part 2'

To eyes shut to whoever I choose
I can appreciate a kid man to a, Tom
To a, fast food, I'm strictly drive
The money I gave dudes I basically raised

People like myself, only with self 'cause that's the way to go
I go outside without finding some new kinfolks
People on my left, on my right, all in my ear hole
Make be like whoa and find me else to go

Even the phone spit it, God what I'm thinking
I'm drinking and and stressing, go to church for confession
Down on my knees, to God, show me the path
My label is me working me so the devil can lurk in me

Sick of niggaz bitching, wishing I'd
Tell 'em Mag be the rap Eeffin and Kel
I'm the version of verses curses over the churches
Rapping iller than thriller Manila and give you salmonella

Stop, the
Bitch, you can't afford that dress, you afford that hairdo
I don't want your sex, take your fast food
Tim you're dead wrong, Tim you're rude

Hey girl, I don't know you
Timbaland we're first cousin Marion Sue
My momma ever mentioned you
My momma told me to watch them savage boos, what?

People myself, only hang with self 'cause that's the way to go
I can't go without finding some new kinfolks
People on my left, on my right, all in my ear hole
Make be like whoa and find me somewhere to go

People like myself, only hang self 'cause that's the way to go
I can't go outside finding some new kinfolks
People on my left, people on my right, all in my ear
be like whoa and find me somewhere else to go