Luyện nghe bài hát Loyal (Freestyle)

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

(Haha, you it was over?)

[Verse 1: 50
Pretty tight waste
motherfucker thick
Need a to evaluate
that's a bad bitch
She a fool for
Thats why she ain't got
with the wrong fool
Fell in love the wrong bitch
Now i ain't put a song out to tell her she loyal
Better fuck with me bitch he ain't doin for you
Baby you gotta think a winner to win
How your gonna help you when he stuck in the pen
Lifes full of choices, you can choose a better
Start by choosing the telly we meeting tonight
I talk to her trynna get her right
that head gettin good
Man her future's so

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

[Verse 2: Yayo]
First trips
Take a to the six
Floor seats with the
I take a broke nigga

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

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

[Verse 3: Lloyd
Your drop fine
Hit my
I
It nothing personal
It all the time
You'll me forever
But it's for the night
Your out here doing
Thinking gona be nice
So your girls ain't nothing
Than your for a ride
I heard every opinion
Been round the twice
You gon a nigga up
how you feel about me
That shit to brag about
You got love for
No thanks
Im bank
Party we won
leave alone
Leave the snotty ones fun
I bet you keep it spoil
Queen creeping on you
She ain't keep it

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

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

[Verse 5: Buck]
He put you in the and a Panamera
He buy you everything you but hes never there
Hey you can't miss me Im
Follow the sparkles on the bottles and I
Attitude kinda rude when we first
Her man in the NBA and I sell dope
a rich nigga want you said No!
Now a bitch nigga got you your to go
I make a good see how good kush blow
said she want a nigga she can cook for
I had no that they label her hood ho
Till said there something I should know

[Verse 5: Chris
Come on, come on,
Why you
Baby me something
When I call her, she gon'
And I bet that dollar she gon' cheat
Come on, on, girl
Why you
show me something
You done spent bread on her
And it's all for

Chris Brown 2x]
When a rich nigga you
And your nigga do nothing for ya
These hoes ain't
These hoes loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see