Luyện nghe bài hát Loyalty

Whoa! Yeah! Ahh! (Mutha'Fucka's they know us)
G-g-g-g Guess whos D-Twizze!, O-Twizzie!
Doc-Twizzie!, Shady-Twizzie!, Aftermath!
Fiftycent!, G Unit!, we go!, Free Yayo!
Mutha'fucka!, Benzino!, don't know we finna' blow!
Someone betta' them so. . .

McVay]
You don't me, McVay and I if you understand me
Why would I give a fuck you if we ain't family?
I with a chosen few, and those of you that's behind me
Witness the most potest' furocious *****s rhyme
These turn they back on you, actin' like they ain't did shit
When you rappin' never mix bussiness up with friendship
If you lackin' up in this jungle, then what you breathe
*****s's don't love you, you got habits of breaking codes
Far as static, I automaticly get
When i'm after people, i'll explode you bitches with C-4
These hoe's, no insurance, bodies get repo'
Making you vanish even when we ain't got our heat
Keepin' .44's where you're hoes are deep throat
If you owe me dough you know you falling asleep, close
*****'s pupils that's I do, i'm foolish will shoot you
'cause' i'm coo-coo, But I don't *****s can take in heat tho'

x2]

[Kon
See i'm a man, and a man gon' do he gotta do
And he ain't really if he ain't loyal to you
If was really soldiers then they would do what we do
And be loyal to and crew was loyal to you

I don't give a fuck, i'm to blaze chronic
on so much green, use twelves and supa-sonic
Bizarre pack and knives, put to dick to 'Nuns and Wifes
Now who the fuck to fight?
Ain't nobody fucking with me, Ain't nobody with the D'
They get beat a M-P
You heard Bizarre taking all them drugs
You about Proof wil'ing in the clubs
You heard that nine that Eminem packs
You diss us, you get you're fucking cracked
I'm from 7 Mile and stout, shoot up you're house
Next day, i'll pee in mouth. .

Trice]
Aiyyo, loyalty's first, all the bullshit
I you on the record, Cheers to who respect it
Most of these neglect it
Even it's a known method
>From the hood that you slept in
You be an exeption
That's when the weapon is you're half stepping
With that 'caine in left hand
Obie from a section that'll stain up flesh and
Have you on breast
Questionin' you're affection for
D-Twizzie no
One of the groups that done it
And is their reflection
Lil' homey that sowly that loyalty is reckin'
D-Twizzie fo' life, Obie is second. .

x2]

Which one of you *****s be ?boltion? bump heads
I got a passion for clappin'. . .with one hand
Talent's on my roster mobster's in dump land
Send a to sleep two by two like bunk beds
Never the crib without packing my black burner
On some T. Ali to merk a have murda
Incorporated, Herry is at you're service
Reach for me one more gain' and thats
For life as D12, no ice and
Every night that I chill in, I by free-will
Knowing I can be
Leaving my group, of proof with a reason to shoot
And a to ill
We lost Bugz and i'll be damed if we another man from our clan
forcing our hand
Estorting you're family, i'll torture granny
For my *****'s, i'm on you're motherfucking with a 'Cammy

x2]

[Kuniva + Kon
Yo its funny how get caught along (and get bombed on)
Knocking teeth in back of you're (and break you're jaw bone)
(I'm on shit) these *****s is bitch
me a cigarrete quick (shit is finna' get thick)
Yo' man i'll get split (by a brutal and hit)
With identical dent (or bullets with prints)
I'm wishing you if (you come you're a snitch)
You teminant fick (and we know you finna' do shit)
I'll with my clique (The Kon Artis Bomb Artist)
Kuniva The Rida' (Shooting through you're Long John garmets)
Dirty (We deep in the street)
Unbelivable heat, we'll even lay you out of the chief of police

x2]

[Kon
Yeah!
D12, Dozen
Nothing but family up in this
Loyal to that we do
You ain't neva' gonna' none of us slippin by ourself
we always together
You know what i'm . .
*****s don't know what family means
Bugz over our ass
why we still alive know
Knocking yall outta the clubs and shit
Haha! Av. Baby!
Records!
Where yo' mamma at