Luyện nghe bài hát Loyalty

an' Dre, uh
Terror Squad,
They're all laugh at ya, haha
They're all gonna at ya

Yeah, uh,
(Yo, oh, God)

(Feedin' you, you)
Yo
(Feedin' you, you)

Yo, uh, yo, me the JV artist
That means I own two joint an' two different labels
Niggas that pay me
Been in this for nine seasons
That's nine reasons why I'm expired the rhyme
Y'all niggas is rappin' ass

I left twenty spots beginnin' this rap shit
All yo papi lo que contigo
Mad 'cause I'm the only nigga reppin' our
When I came in this game, no one the job
All of a sudden, niggas actin' like they wanna go

Spittin' venom 'bout the Squad, try an' the God
This ain't no 'Scarface' shit, blow up your in the car
An' since you wanna act like you livin' a
I'll hit you with more shots than Lee got
In a of Fury'

Bitch niggas, but snitch niggas
Today you on my dick, you on his nigga
Got deported from the Squad, can't afford car
Where's your house at? I heard you're livin' your moms
(Livin' your moms)
nigga, better stay in your place
Keep talkin', burst a flame in face, motherfucker

Yo, yo, with comparison, the Geddy is God
'Cause even though you never me
I put fear in your hearts
An' I'm like a Mulo, it theme
Skip bullets of Coogi beam before you knew you were seen

Yeah, I'm nice an' I care if you know
'Cause all you really to understand is
How I'm rulin' with Joe
An' the streets is no for late bloomers
gangsta niggas, snakes an' bitches
That meant to rumors

Listen, I'm from the Bronx were the gun shoot
Front if you but don't think we don't shoot rapids
I'm some might consider a ghost
I move at night
Plus I'm the type to a live nigga close

I'm the ultimate, consulted, rhyme vocalist
I write dope, spit an' shit cocoa bricks
is what you dicks need to act, knowledge
Or get the shit smacked outta ya fat

ask why we act violent
We killas an' thugs
Niggas wit mad talent that still dabble in
I only rap now to to the streets
They say the Squad feed 'em the beef
So we gonna feed 'em the

My nine milly blaze an' hit hard like Willy
my kiddy days
Grew up with who were really crazed
no silly games, right here be the truth
150 proof, whoever, I'm to you

They call me Prospect, I'm one in a
One of the real, I rap but I still put a gun in your
I'm the why I catch you when your car breezin' by
your Iceberg team
You look when the turns green

You're to death, don't make me have to air at ya chest
Or tear ya flesh for actin' like I carin' whats
Anyone can get it in a minute, give it some
I'm this rhyme
Let my nine get in spine, sit an' recline

Get so mad, forget an'
So I can see I did again an' just slide
To the next level, hop on the bike an' just
Bustin' at your best rebel, who runnin' to medal

Let me get settled, lay my mom down in game
For niggas kinda refrain, I 'em down in the train
'Bout it the same, my cousins up in the Benz
Big, G Psycho an' E, y'all what this is

Yo, yo, it's the T E a R, a, a R, a O, R
So you know I gotta be bitch Remy Mar
With Armageddon an' your Joe, the God
Sunshine an' motherfuckin' Prospect
Straight out the

A forest, where they kill for an' they blast the steel
But I'm from murda murda Castle
I got a big ass burner but I'll slash grill
Yo' don't got no status, don't no static
They you was loco toto an' I don't no Spanish

All I know is how to back an' aim for the cabbage
An' keep on bustin' 'til the bitch splatter
Aan' the kids won't matter when the crib's on
What you don't matter 'cause this bitch on fire
An' I won't rockin' 'til I retire
Any bitch disagree is a goddamn

Yeah, uh, infamous Terror Squad,
Loyalty, what it mean to you
How many a y'all niggas is
All these Benedict niggas
Switch niggas, ya heard?

Nigga, I throw this rap shit out the window
In a sec, ya heard? Joe Crack, the Don
The savior, Caesar, the is mine, nigga
We ride, who wanna test the record launcher, ya see

Uh, haha, feedin' you, you, feedin' you
Make your move, baby,
Step up, baby, all gonna laugh at ya
Woo, BX