Luyện nghe bài hát Loyal

Young Mula,

I up all last night
I know this ain't right
But you was blowin' up her phone night
But she ain't have a ringer nor her ring on night ooh
Nigga, that's nerve
Why a bitch your heart? when she rather have a purse
Why give a bitch your inch? when she rather nine
You know how the game go she be mine, 'bout time, I'm the shit, ooh
Nigga, that's nerve
You all her, and she all about hers
Birdman Junior in this bitch no
And I've everything but trust these hoes, C.B. fuck wit' me!

When I rich nigga you
And nigga can do nothing for ya
Oh these hoes ain't
Whoa these ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see
Just got
a broke nigga bitch
I can make a bitch rich
But I fuck with broke bitches
Got a girl with some fake titties
I her to the Bay with me
Eyes closed, marijuana
up the bar, molly I'm a rockstar
She wanna do drugs, weed, get drunk
She wanna see a trapped
She wanna all the rappers

I rich nigga want you (Want you babe)
And nigga can't do nothing for ya (Nothin' oh)
Oh these ain't loyal (No they ain't)
these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see

Black girl a big booty
If she a bad bitch, get to it (Right away)
We up in this club, me the bottles
I know girl, that you came in this with your man
That's a no no
All is in the air
I wanna see you

Just got
Took a broke nigga
I can make a broke rich
But I don't fuck with broke

When I rich nigga you (Want you babe)
And your nigga do nothing for ya (No nothin' no)
Oh these hoes loyal (Oh no)
Whoa hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, let me see

With Ciroc in the
Ain't no tellin' will I fuck, 'em or will I 'em
That's what they be yelling, I'm a by blood
No relation, I don't chase 'em, I 'em
LVs, Hermes,
hoes ain't loyal, they rotatin'
School me to the game, now I'm on my
Put it her in the Lotus she was in that hooptie
fuck bitch
I got my own hoe
fuck weed
Got my own
Had to put my back on
Tell bitch put a ring back on, Montana

on, come on, girl why you frontin'?
Baby me something
When I her, she gon' leave
And I bet that bottom she gon' cheat
Come on, on, girl why you frontin'?
show me something
You spent bread on her
And it's all for

When I rich nigga you (Want you babe)
And your can't do nothing for ya (Can't do nothin' for you)
Oh these hoes loyal (Oh no)
Whoa these hoes loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see

When I rich nigga you (Want you babe)
And nigga can't do nothing for ya (Oh)
Oh these hoes ain't (No they ain't)
these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see
Yeah, let me see
Yeah, let me see
Let me see
Oh these hoes loyal