Luyện nghe bài hát To My People

Ya stop
To my people in the
Ya stop
To my people in the
Say
your hands in the air
Ya don't
To my on the left
Ya don't
To my on the right
Ya stop
To my people
Say
Throw hands in the air
Ya don't
To my people in new
Ya don't
To my people south
Ya stop
To my people out
Say
Throw your in the air
To my hip hop
Ya don't
To my niggas in the
Ya stop
To my niggas gettin
Say
Throw your in the air
Ya don't

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Uh, off the bat
My squad is across the map
When y'all show love then we show you love back
niggas want beef
Fuck it it to the streets
Y'all niggas gon
we sit down and we build
My squad finally
of the year
We up shop and we ain't going nowhere
We it all
Even if we brawl for it
We it all
if you gotta fall for it
We stage
car deckers
Reppin to the world the law come and get us
You jealous
I'm puttin in vendettas
Twist body
With two shells a shottie pow!

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Niggas wanna get me
(naw cant touch you)
Shinin and too much
(naw they cross you)
Light on my
Left him ten
from his heat
Play it
The truth through this poetry
For me to call
block my life
Add a spice
Devil eyes rise on dice
Have fam call christ
Flipmode battle for
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 live
Slouch cat livin off breeze
You wanna get
Better on tight
the next flight
We got it locked on the next

it out
I got the eye of a
That's plan to go
My is on fire
And till 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'ma by astro red cross and blue shields
Watch us a move
us on smokin groove
Rules of blues
Mtv
On the bus with my flipmode (loco)
Takin
chicks by the dozen (dozen)
Keep a shot
Now I'm on a
It take you light years to burn me (burn me)
If you want call my attorney
All that other wack don't concern me
I'm being
I got a title my belt
I'm out to get the
I'm bout my squad and

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Uhh
correct for all my flipmode brothers
Stats ratin then that of single mothers
to my outz clique
Bitches that I bounce
Everybody get the gas like auschwitz
Like, flows for real a rap bitch should
Type takin out like they packaged goods
Rappers wanna
They
Straight up and we run the underground like h. tubman
What, I'm the bitch
rah
got rah
God be my

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

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

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

Or analyzing my whole
In
with my squad or go singular
I ain't into bitches who animals like caligula
hot shit so get your water sprinkler
Fire
Rhyme prime
C'mon!
mistake me for nobody else
Another make you shit on yourself
I hope all y'all that I always master the art
Rip you
Put your on my heart
Flipmode number one on the
or collective
My perspective the
Is to win
All praises due to my one in the same
Cherish every I have to make y'all witness my name
Burn calorie
Come inside my
Put your money your mouth is double your salary
Hey dude you know we stay high on a aquelude
Bust your shit in a honda prelude
g off
Nigga off
I make you off
Brickfull make you rip your off