Luyện nghe bài hát Loyal (Freestyle)

[Intro: Lil Wayne & Chris
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
Thats why she ain't got
Fuck with the fool
in love with the wrong bitch
Now i put a song out to tell her she ain't loyal
Better fuck with me bitch he ain't nothing for you
Baby you gotta like a winner to win
How your nigga help you when he stuck in the pen
Lifes of choices, you can choose a better life
Start by choosing the telly we meeting tonight
I talk to her get her mind right
When that head gettin
Man her so bright

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

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

[50
These hoes they trouble man bitch dont love you HA HA
Yayo]
If I gave a about a bitch
I'd always be
I never had no sour to smoke
He raw and she had twins on you
half your check and her ass spittin on you

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

3: Lloyd Banks]
Your drop fine
Hit my
I
It ain't personal
It happens all the
You'll me forever
But only for the night
out here doing wrong
Thinking karma gona be
So your ain't bout nothing
your looking for a ride
I heard every opinion
round the world twice
You gon a nigga up
Talkin how you feel me
That ain't shit to about
You got for everybody
No thanks
Im bank
Party we won
Hardly leave
the snotty ones half fun
I bet you still keep it
Your creeping on you
She ain't it loyal

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

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

[Verse 5: Buck]
He put you in the and a Panamera
He buy you everything you want but hes there
Hey you can't me Im everywhere
Follow the sparkles on the bottles and I
Attitude kinda rude we first fucking
Her man play in the NBA and I sell
a rich nigga want you said No!
Now a bitch nigga got you ready to go
I make a good girl see how good kush
Shawty said she want a she can cook for
I had no that they label her hood ho
Till Yayo said there something I should

[Verse 5: Brown]
on, come on, girl
Why you
show me something
When I call her, she leave
And I bet that bottom dollar she cheat
Come on, on, girl
Why you
Baby me something
You done spent bread on her
And all for nothing

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