Luyện nghe bài hát To My People

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

[spliff
Uh, off the bat
My squad is known the map
When y'all show love then we show you love back
Y'all niggas beef
Fuck it take it to the
niggas gon chill
Then we sit down and we
My squad finally
of the year
We settin up shop and we ain't going
We it all
if we gotta brawl for it
We it all
Even if you gotta for it
We wreckers
car deckers
Reppin to the world the law come and get us
You fellas
I'm puttin in vendettas
your body
With two from a shottie pow!

[baby
Niggas wanna get me
(naw they touch you)
and flossin too much
(naw they cross you)
Light on my
him ten feet
Part his heat
it softly
The speaks through this poetry
For me to call
block my life
Add a spice
Devil eyes rise on dice
your fam call christ
Flipmode for mics
All my shit be priced
I'm dikes
me
Liftin thugs out they crease it's
Shift two keys in two
And forty g's
me
And shortly
Slouch cat livin off calibil
You get involved
grip on tight
Take the next
We got it on the next bike

it out
I got the eye of a
That's plan to go
My is on fire
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 it's time to ill
I'ma show by astro red and blue shields
Watch us a move
Catch us on smokin
house of blues
Mtv
On the bus my flipmode loco (loco)
Takin
Hittin by the dozen (dozen)
Keep a shot
Now I'm on a
It take you twenty light to burn me (burn me)
If you want beef my attorney
All that other shit don't concern me
I'm being
I got a under my belt
I'm out to get the
I'm bout my and myself

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

Long as I walk globe
I be spittin more verses the book of job

rhymes]
Why are you us
Running into and avoiding us
on the low be recording us
My rhyme flow poisonous

Yo your sound wack still annoying us
We alive nigga no destroying us
You better off if you come join us

Or my whole molecular
In
with my squad or go singular
I ain't into who fuck animals like caligula
hot shit so get your water sprinkler
Fire
Rhyme prime
C'mon!
mistake me for nobody else
Another blast you shit on yourself
I hope all y'all know that I always the art
Rip you
Put your on my heart
Flipmode number one on the
Solo or
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 another
inside my galaxy
Put your money where your mouth is double 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
make you rip your jeans off