Luyện nghe bài hát Loyal (Freestyle)

[Intro: Lil Wayne & Brown]
MULA, BABY!

(Haha, you it was over?)

1: 50 Cent]
Pretty face tight
That thick
a second to evaluate
Yeah a bad bitch
She a for love
why she ain't got shit
Fuck the wrong fool
Fell in with the wrong bitch
Now i ain't put a out to tell her she ain't loyal
Better fuck me bitch he ain't doin nothing for you
Baby you gotta think a winner to win
How your nigga help you when he stuck in the pen
Lifes full of choices, you can a better life
by choosing the telly we meeting there tonight
I talk to her trynna get her mind
that head gettin good
Man her so bright

[Hook: Chris
a rich nigga want you
And your nigga do nothing for ya
hoes ain't loyal
These hoes loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see

[Verse 2: Yayo]
class trips
Take a to the six
Floor with the Nicks
I a broke nigga bitch

[50
These hoes they trouble man that bitch dont you HA HA
Yayo]
If I gave a about a bitch
I'd always be
I had no motherfucker sour to smoke
He went raw and she had on you
Take half your and her ass spittin on you

[Hook: Brown]
When a nigga want you
And your nigga can't do for ya
hoes ain't loyal
These ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see

[Verse 3: Lloyd
Your drop dead
Hit my
I
It ain't personal
It all the time
You'll me forever
But it's for the night
out here doing wrong
Thinking karma be nice
So your girls ain't bout
Than looking for a ride
I ain't every opinion
Been round the twice
You gon hold a up
Talkin how you about me
That ain't shit to about
You got love for
No thanks
Im crazy
like we won
Hardly alone
Leave the ones half fun
I bet you still keep it
Your creeping on you
She ain't it loyal

Chris Brown]
When a nigga want you
And nigga can't do nothing for ya
These ain't loyal
hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see

[Verse 4: Kidd]
Whats the number one rule you hop in the whip
your location off, while we [?] to the crib
I need that nigga outside where I live
Cause I know you got a man and he just who I is
Kidd
I dont wife em, I dont em, I dont like em, I dont cuss em, I don't cuff em
I dont hug em, I dont kiss em , I diss em, dismiss em, miss em
I trick are you tricking homie a big difference
She into big things big big titties
Big big business big ballin big pimpin
Her ass to fake for me to care about her
Been kilt ho off and she still trippin

5: Young Buck]
He put you in the and a Panamera
He buy you everything you but hes never there
Hey you miss me Im everywhere
Follow the on the bottles and I appear
Attitude kinda rude we first fucking
Her man play in the NBA and I dope
When a rich nigga you said No!
Now a bitch nigga got you ready to go
I make a good girl see how kush blow
Shawty said she a nigga she can cook for
I had no that they label her hood ho
Till Yayo said there something I know

[Verse 5: Chris
on, come on, girl
Why you
show me something
When I her, she gon' leave
And I bet that bottom dollar she gon'
Come on, come on,
Why you
Baby show me
You done spent your on her
And all for nothing

[Hook: Brown 2x]
When a rich want you
And nigga can't do nothing for ya
These hoes ain't
These hoes ain't
Yeah, yeah, let me see