Teksty:
Plies You Need People Like Me Part 1

have a choice Your peoples go to college, mine peoples go to court Yo peoples was born with money, my peoples was born broke Yo peoples lived in mansions, my peoples

numb send me a goody pile feel like i need one I get the bottles hit me hard me to leave hhun My niggers smoked out, they're blowing tree hhunn They all standin round looking like

in this mother fucker) you know like I'll leave me a bitch like stank in here right (you know I'll leave me a bitch stank in this mother leave me a bitch

ya first [Chorus:] Wonder if the kids you bought bikes foe you have they wrote you a letter Wonder if the niggahs that did a song witchu have you heard