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

I left twenty spots since beginnin' rap shit
All yo papi lo que contigo
Mad 'cause I'm the nigga reppin' our people
When I came in game, no one wanted 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, up your kids in the car
An' since you wanna act like you livin' a
I'll hit you with shots than Bruce Lee got
In a of Fury'

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

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

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

Listen, I'm from the Bronx were the gun rabid
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 play a nigga close

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

Don't ask why we act
We just an' thugs
Niggas wit mad talent that still dabble in
I only rap now to speak to the
say the Squad gotta feed 'em the beef
So we gonna 'em the beef

My milly blaze an' hit hard like Willy Mays
my kiddy days
Grew up with thugs who really 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 grill
I'm the reason why I you when your car breezin' by
With Iceberg team
You look the light turns green

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

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

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

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

A forest, where they kill for mil's an' 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 knew you was loco toto an' I no Spanish

All I know is how to cock an' aim for the cabbage
An' keep on bustin' 'til the bitch brain
Aan' the kids won't matter when the crib's on
you spit don't matter 'cause this bitch on fire
An' I won't stop 'til I retire
Any bitch disagree is a liar

Yeah, uh, infamous Terror Squad,
Loyalty, does it mean to you
How a y'all niggas is loyal?
All Benedict Arnold niggas
sidin' 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 test the record launcher, ya see 'em?

Uh, haha, feedin' you, you, feedin' you
your move, baby, c'mon
Step up, baby, they're all laugh at ya
Woo, BX