Luyện nghe bài hát To My People

Ya stop to my people in the front
Ya don't to my people in the rear
Say what, your hands in the air
Ya stop to my people on the left

Ya don't stop to my people on the
Ya don't to my people everywhere
Say what, throw your in the air
Ya don't stop to my people in New

Ya stop to my people down south
Ya don't to my people out west
Say what, your hands in the air
To my hip hop niggas, ya don't

To my niggas in the street, ya stop
To my gettin' money, say what
Throw your in the air
Ya don't

Uh, off the bat
My squad is known the map
When y'all show love
we show you love back

Y'all want beef
Fuck it take it to the
Y'all gon' chill
Then we sit and we build

My squad finally
Unit of the
We settin' up
And we ain't nowhere

We it all
Even if we brawl for it
We it all
Even if you gotta for it

We wreckers, fifty two car deckers
Reppin' to the world the law come and get us
You fellas
I'm puttin' holes in

Twist body
With two shells from a pow
wanna get me touched
(Naw, cant touch you)
and flossin' too much
(Naw, can't cross you)

on my toes
Left him ten
from his heat
Play it

The truth speaks this poetry
For me to call
Cock block my
Add a little

Devil eyes snake rise on
Have fam call Christ
battle for mics
All my shit be priced

I'm dikes, feel me
Liftin' thugs out they it's quickly
Shift two keys in two
And gross g's

Report me and shortly
Slouch cat livin' off calibil
You wanna get
grip on tight, take the next flight
We got it on the next 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 to peel

I'm the one next to Spliff when it's to ill
I'm a by astro red cross and blue shields
us make a move
Catch us on smokin'

Rules house of blues, MTV
On the bus with my loco
(Loco)
Takin' flicks, hittin' chicks by the
(Dozen)

Keep a runnin'
Now I'm on a
It take you twenty years to burn me
(Burn me)
If you beef call my attorney
All that wack shit don't concern me

I'm felt
I got a title my belt
I'm out to get the
I'm 'bout my squad and

Ya don't stop to my people in the
Ya stop to my people in the rear
Say what, throw your in the air
Ya don't stop to my on the left

Ya don't stop to my on the right
Ya don't to my people everywhere
Say what, your hands in the air
Ya stop to my people in New York

Ya don't to my people down south
Ya stop to my people out west
Say what, throw hands in the air
To my hip hop niggas, ya don't

To my niggas in the street, ya stop
To my niggas money, say what
Throw hands in the air
Ya don't

Uhh, correct for all my Flipmode brothers
Stats ratin' higher then of single mothers
to my Outz clique
Bitches I bounce with

Everybody else get the gas like
Like, flows for like a rap bitch should
Type takin' niggas out like they goods
Rappers wanna

buggin', straight up and down
We run the like H. Tubman
What, I'm the bitch
Rah, D I G got Rah

God be my
Long as I walk globe
I be spittin' verses
Than the 'Book of

Why are you us
Running hiding and avoiding us?
Niggas on the low be us
My flow remain poisonous

Yo your shit wack still annoying us
We nigga ain't no destroying us
You off if you come join with us

Or my whole molecular
In
Roll with my squad or go

I ain't into bitches who animals like caligula
More hot shit so get your sprinkler
Fire extinguisher, rhyme, prime

Never mistake me for nobody
blast make you shit on yourself
I hope all y'all that I always master the art
Rip you

Put your hand on my
Flipmode number one on the
Solo or
My the objective
Is to win

All praises due to my squad one in the
every blessing
I have to make witness my name
Burn another

Come my galaxy
Put your money where mouth is double your salary
Hey you know we stay rude high on a aquelude
Bust your bouncin' in a Honda Prelude

G off
Nigga off
I make you off
Brickfull you rip your jeans off

Ya don't to my people in the front
Ya stop to my people in the rear
Say what, your hands in the air
Ya stop to my people on the left

Ya stop to my people on the right
Ya don't to my people everywhere
Say what, throw hands in the air
Ya don't stop to my in New York

Ya don't stop to my people down
Ya stop to my people out west
Say what, throw your in the air
To my hip hop niggas, ya don't

To my niggas in the street, ya stop
To my niggas money, say what
your hands in the air
Ya don't