Luyện nghe bài hát Loyal (East Coast version)

Young Mula,

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

When I nigga want you
And nigga can do nothing for ya
Oh these ain't loyal
Whoa hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see
got rich
Took a nigga bitch
I can a broke bitch rich
But I don't with broke bitches
Got a white girl with fake titties
I took her to the Bay me
closed, smoking marijuana
Rolling up the bar, molly I'm a
She do drugs, smoke weed, get drunk
She see a nigga trapped
She wanna fuck all the

When I rich want you (Want you babe)
And your nigga do nothing for ya (Nothin' oh)
Oh these ain't loyal (No they ain't)
Whoa these hoes 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 in this bitch 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 a broke bitch rich
But I don't with broke bitches

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

Ciroc in the system?
Ain't no will I fuck, 'em or will I diss 'em
That's what be yelling, I'm a pimp by blood
No relation, I don't 'em, I replace 'em
LVs, Hermes,
Them hoes ain't loyal, they
School me to the game, now I'm on my
Put it her in the she was riding in that hooptie
fuck bitch
I got my own hoe
your 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 show me
When I call her, she gon'
And I bet that bottom dollar she gon'
Come on, come on, girl why you
show me something
You spent bread on her
And all for nothing

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

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