Luyện nghe bài hát Loyalty

[Verse 1: Gudda
Ok, I'm shining, beaming,
Big timing, and flossing
Dangerous, approach with
If I sneeze, you in a
Chasing paper, we do that
Two bad bitches, thick horses
Let 'em snort at a party
Leave 'em stiff like

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

All my bitches I'm gorgeous
Get a massage while I'm
Single like a dollar
I am a man, call me Morgan
Come and slob on my knob like 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 have to beg
Yeah, I'm bumping Three Six Mafia in the Phantom of the
Choppers from Yugoslavia, bake like talapia

LAT, Young mafia
Try but it no stopping us
We back by popular demand
Quit us
Gudda, praise a nigga
MOB, I'm brazy,
at work, I'm slaving, nigga
Yeah, surfs up, I'm wavy,

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

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

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

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

Then I hop in the whip, a play on some 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

[Verse 3: Lil
Hoe, you it's LAT, we almost famous, lil bitch
On our toes and on our feet like Usher Raymond, lil
And you Lil Wayne is the shit and you straining and shit
Fat head, long neck she to strangle 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 than and more cocaine than Mitch
I got more shit and piss and make more money cents (sense)

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

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

try to test me, I ain't cram for one
All these fuckin' on me, bitch, I'm Rabbit son
Happy birthday, I got the gift of gab at one
Motherfuckers run mouth 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 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 and went to the art of hustling
When you see them thieves
Know loyalty's amongst them

LAT