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, call me the JV
That I own two joint ventures an' two different labels
that pay me homage
Been in this game for seasons
That's nine reasons why I'm expired the rhyme
niggas is rappin' ass backwards

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

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

Bitch niggas, nothin' but snitch
you on my dick, tomorrow you on his nigga
Got deported from the Squad, afford another car
Where's your house at? I heard you're livin' with your
(Livin' your moms)
Blane nigga, better stay in your
Keep talkin', a flame in your face, motherfucker

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

Yeah, I'm nice an' I don't if you know
'Cause all you need to understand is
How I'm rulin' with Joe
An' the is no place for late bloomers
Just niggas, snakes an' bitches
That to spread rumors

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

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

Don't ask why we act
We killas an' thugs
Niggas wit mad talent that dabble in drugs
I only rap now to to the streets
They say the Squad gotta 'em the beef
So we feed 'em the beef

My nine blaze an' hit hard like Willy Mays
my kiddy days
Grew up with thugs who were crazed
Ain't no silly games, right here be the
150 proof, whoever, I'm to you

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

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

Get so mad, an' rewind
So I can see what I did an' just slide
To the level, hop on the bike an' just pedal
Bustin' at your best rebel, who to test medal

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

Yo, yo, the T E a R, a, a R, a O, R Squad
So you know I be that bitch Remy Mar
Armageddon an' your nigga Joe, the God
Tony Sunshine an' Prospect
out the projects

A forest, where they for mil's an' they blast the steel
But I'm from murda Castle Hill
I got a big ass burner but I'll your 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 cock back an' aim for the
An' keep on bustin' 'til the bitch splatter
Aan' the kids won't when the crib's on fire
What you spit don't matter this bitch on fire
An' I won't stop 'til I retire
Any disagree is a goddamn liar

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

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

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