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
Leave 'em like rigormortis

try to race, this car got horses
The pint we drink, it a mortgage
Flow so dope, man, you can't
You can't bite it, you forge it
I got with more in storage
Watch me blossom, me flourish
If you try to touch my
You will feel my like Norris

All my bitches I'm gorgeous
Get a while I'm recording
Single like a bill
I am a free man, call me
and slob on my knob like corn on the cob
Check in with me and go and do job

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

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

Percocet and adderall, man, I could on water
I got a son, his name Jaylen and he want all 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:
a Glock clocked by my pantsline
Young dread head, throwing signs
I got bands like it's band
up at granny house, trappin' off the landmine

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

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

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

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

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

She got more hips than tits, she got more tricks than
She put my name on her tongue and then she licks her
LW, Lil Wayne, to them, to her, length and width
Kill you for me, she will like Jada Pinkett

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

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

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

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

LAT