Luyện nghe bài hát Loved Ones

As time by, a eye for an eye
We in this together, nigga, your beef is
So long as the sunshine should up the sky
We in this together, nigga, your beef is

Man, I saw that nigga out the other day
That's me to my loved ones
I have this shit no other way
me sparking for my loved ones
As the plot thickens, either get on or rock with it
a decision, nigga, the clock's ticking
Feeling chauvinistic, rolling with the bitches
And the whip's equipped with ignitions
It has been bought to my attention
That the mistress finally went and the missus
Aw, shit, Vishis, hold liquor
I got to take phone call from my shawty tripping

Uh, I'm out, keep the car and the house
I get my own shit, shit, I kept a separate
I know the rules in the street or the
And what I learnt, it ain't an equal
I see them niggas you
And the loyalty, you'd go to war to hold 'em all
Tell 'em word is your bond, but you lied to me, how?
You respect them niggas way more than me by a
I had your child, shit, babe, I can't it out
You cheat on me, it's respected, cheat on them, it's
Somehow, the that you live by ain't balancing out
Cross the line, motherfucker, line it with vowels
I owe you nothing, fuck your
I was your down-ass chick, you let me
Said your word and your balls is you had
I learnt your word and your balls wasn't always 'round
Shit, I know niggas in the you still loyal to
Never snitch, you don't seen you a dude
But talk and sing to bitches, is that loyal, too?
Tryna figure out when it becomes, "Aw, the rules"
'Cause you a real nigga and what real niggas do, love none

Money over bitches and hoes how this shit
Even though she giving a nigga out of his globe
Keeping me fed was something more than bottles of rose
But you out in the cold, you gotta follow the code
I'm a fa sho, got my side chick in those
that's downtown with the thousand-dollar deco'
I'm wilding out for the dough, though, make
That you never let me out, keep me in
I get geeked when we be deep, I feel awkward when we be
Made of these ingredients, nigga and loyalty
My three downfalls is get killed, snitching, and lawyer
over quarter-kis
Even if shit up missing, I flip for my 40 thieves
Death dishonor, just lock me in jail and throw the keys
'Fore I step to your momma, c'mon, bro, it's me
We just rolling, 9s
Even though rumors you been fucking mines
I don't believe 'em, though, I be tuning 'em out
Out of my mind and out my
Just give me some drink and weed to blow
Though, I ain't naive,

We cold, uh, my nigga, we
My friend got a big old ass
She come around me, I put her in the bowl fast
I be staring at her like she a project
to myself like, "Goddam, why I ain't got that?"
But I'm busy getting money
Running through these bitches with my loved
Killing all these with the quickness for my loved ones
Getting it with my loved ones, splitting it with my ones
Hey, money over bitches, never switch and never love
Getting money, running through bitches with my loved ones
Killing all these niggas the quickness for my loved ones
Getting it with my loved ones, splitting it with my loved
Fucking these hoes even though we never love none