Luyện nghe bài hát Loyalty

[Verse 1: Gudda]
Ok, I'm shining, beaming,
Big timing, stunting and
Dangerous, with caution
If I sneeze, you in a
Chasing paper, we do often
Two bad bitches, thick horses
Let 'em cocaine at a party
'em stiff like rigormortis

Don't try to race, car got horses
The we drink, it costs a mortgage
Flow so dope, man, you copy
You can't it, you can't forge it
I got bars with in storage
Watch me blossom, watch me
If you try to touch my
You will my chucks like Norris

All my bitches think I'm
Get a massage I'm recording
Single like a dollar
I am a free man, call me
Come and on my knob like corn on the cob
in with me and go and do your job

Now lay in the bed and then me head
I don't to ask, I don't have to beg
Yeah, I'm Three Six Mafia in the Phantom of the Opera
Choppers from Yugoslavia, bake niggas like

LAT, Young mafia
Try but it no stopping us
Why? We back by popular
baller-blocking us
Lord Gudda, praise a
MOB, I'm brazy,
at work, I'm slaving, nigga
Yeah, surfs up, I'm wavy,

Percocet and adderall, man, I could walk on
I got a son, his name Jaylen and he all your daughters
I'm a landmine, got this by a landslide, I'm racing,
Cruise control, I'm pacing
around, I'm waving, nigga

[Verse 2:
There's a clocked by my pantsline
Young dread head, throwing gang
I got bands it's band time
up at granny house, trappin' off the landmine

What's all hootin' and hollerin'?
I'm who bring the in
the top, it was botherin'
Now go let mother in
The cocaine from Colombia, the chopper is
Got a full of bricks, you can call it remodelin'

Bitch, grow up, it's only if you swallowin'
Baby, get to geekin', get to geekin' and
Your think I'm bad, they must be looking for trouble then
It's a foam party, I be bustin' they bubbles

Then I hop in the whip, make a play on bricks
My homies say up, we just came up on a lick
I'm in the with the sticks, it's the revenge of the Crips
Hoe, you it's OHB, I brought the gang in this bitch

3: Lil Wayne]
Hoe, you know it's LAT, we famous, lil bitch
On our and on our feet like Usher Raymond, lil bitch
And you Lil Wayne is the shit and you straining and shit
Fat head, long neck she 'bout to strangle dick

I got more bang in a stick than butane in a vic
I got my whole gang gang in this bitch and you came with a
I got more purple rain than and more cocaine than Mitch
I got more shit and and make more money than cents (sense)

She got more hips than tits, she got more tricks tips
She put my name on her tongue and then she her lips
LW, Lil Wayne, to them, to her, that's length and
you for me, she will like Jada Pinkett Smith

It's the of the Blood, 'bout to turn up and thug
We wan' who got the chicken and show the colonel the gun
Man, my dirty-ass stripper take a bath in
Make her milk these fuckin' niggas like Cap'n Crunch

Motherfuckers try to me, I ain't cram for one
All these karats on me, bitch, I'm Rabbit son
Happy birthday, I already got the of gab at one
run they mouth until they cramp they tongue

Play pussy, get fucked; play ass, get
Playtime is over, ass is grass and now that grass get cut
Duct tape and we up then beat 'em with more bats
Than a and Draculas, ashes to ashes to dust

Buried for staring, yellow tape like canaries
We all bite and no talk, my sharks your aquarium
Out of the ordinaries and to the art of hustling
When you see them coming
Know that loyalty's amongst

LAT