Luyện nghe bài hát Loyalty

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

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

x2]

[Kon
See i'm a man, and a man gon' do what he do
And he really family if he ain't loyal to you
If they was really soldiers then they would do 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 guns and knives, put to to 'Nuns and Wifes
Now who the want to fight?
nobody fucking with me, Ain't nobody fucking with the D'
They get beat a M-P
You heard about Bizarre taking all drugs
You heard about Proof wil'ing in the
You heard about that that Eminem packs
You diss us, you get you're face cracked
I'm 7 Mile and stout, I'll shoot up you're house
Next day, i'll pee in mouth. .

[Obie
Aiyyo, loyalty's first, all the bullshit
I showed you on the record, to who respect it
of these *****s neglect it
Even though it's a known
>From the hectic hood that you in
You wanna' be an
when the weapon is leaving you're half stepping
With that 'caine in you're left
Obie from a section that'll stain up you're and
Have you on breast
Questionin' you're for streets
D-Twizzie no
One of the groups that done it
And Obie is reflection
Lil' that know sowly that loyalty is reckin'
fo' life, Obie Trice 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 this mobster's in land
a gangsta to sleep two by two like bunk beds
Never the crib without packing my black burner
On T. Ali rapper to merk a have murda
Incorporated, Hitman is at you're service
Reach for me one more and thats closed
For as D12, no ice and spreewells
Every night that I in, I fight by free-will
I can be killed
Leaving my group, of proof with a reason to shoot
And a to ill
We lost Bugz and be damed if we loose another man from our clan
forcing our hand
Estorting you're family, i'll you're granny
For my *****'s, i'm on you're motherfucking porch a 'Cammy

x2]

[Kuniva + Kon
Yo its funny how *****s get caught (and get bombed on)
Knocking in back of you're throat (and break you're jaw bone)
(I'm on ignorant shit) *****s is bitch
Pass me a cigarrete quick (shit is get thick)
Yo' man i'll get split (by a and critical hit)
With identical dent (or bullets identical prints)
I'm wishing you if (you come Lutenints a snitch)
You teminant (and we know you ain't finna' do shit)
I'll with my clique (The Kon Artis Bomb Artist)
Kuniva The Rida' (Shooting you're fucking Long John garmets)
Dozen (We deep in the street)
Unbelivable heat, we'll even lay you out infront of the chief of

x2]

[Kon
Yeah!
D12, Dozen
but family up in this muthafucka'
Loyal to everything we do
You ain't neva' gonna' catch none of us slippin by
''cause we always
You know what i'm . .
Y'all don't know what family means
watching over our ass
Thats why we still alive
Knocking yall outta the clubs and shit
Haha! Av. Baby!
Records!
Where yo' mamma at