Luyện nghe bài hát Loyal (Version 2)

Young Mula,

I woke up all night
I this 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 nerve
Why give a bitch 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 that
You all her, and she all about hers
Birdman in this bitch no flamingos
And I've done everything but trust these hoes, C.B. wit' me!

When I rich want you
And nigga can do nothing for ya
Oh these ain't loyal
Whoa these hoes loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see
Just got
Took a 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
closed, smoking marijuana
Rolling up the bar, I'm a rockstar
She wanna do drugs, smoke weed, get
She wanna see a trapped
She wanna all the rappers

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

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

got rich
Took a broke nigga
I can a broke bitch rich
But I don't fuck with bitches

When I rich nigga you (Want you babe)
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (No no)
Oh these ain't loyal (Oh no)
Whoa these 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 chase 'em, I replace 'em
LVs, Hermes,
Them hoes ain't loyal, rotatin'
me to the game, now I'm on my duty
Put it her in the Lotus she was riding in hooptie
that bitch
I got my own hoe
fuck weed
Got my own
Had to put my mink on
Tell bitch put a ring back on, Montana

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

I rich nigga want you (Want you babe)
And your can't do nothing for ya (Can't do nothin' for you)
Oh hoes ain't loyal (Oh no)
Whoa these hoes ain't
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 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