Luyện nghe bài hát Loyalty

an' Dre, uh
Terror Squad,
They're all gonna laugh at ya,
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 game for seasons
nine reasons why I'm expired the rhyme beefin'
Y'all niggas is ass backwards

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

Spittin' 'bout the Squad, try an' shittin' the God
This no 'Scarface' shit, blow up your kids in the car
An' since you wanna act you livin' a movie
I'll hit you with more shots than Lee got
In a of Fury'

niggas, nothin' 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 with your moms
(Livin' your moms)
Blane nigga, better in your place
Keep talkin', burst a in your face, motherfucker

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

Yeah, I'm nice an' I don't care if you
'Cause all you really need to is
How hard I'm with Joe
An' the is no place for late bloomers
Just gangsta niggas, an' bitches
meant to spread rumors

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

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

ask why we act violent
We killas an' thugs
Niggas wit mad that still dabble in drugs
I only rap now to speak to the
They say the Squad gotta 'em the beef
So we gonna '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 grill
I'm the reason why I catch you when your car by
With your team
You look the light turns green

You're scared to death, make me have to air at ya chest
Or tear ya flesh for actin' like I whats left
Anyone can get it in a minute, it some time
I'm livin' this
Let my get in your spine, sit an' recline

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

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

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

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

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

Yeah, uh, infamous Squad, nigga
Loyalty, does it mean to you
How a y'all niggas is loyal?
All these Benedict Arnold
sidin' niggas, ya heard?

Nigga, I throw this whole rap shit out the
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, you, feedin' you, feedin' you
Make your move, baby,
Step up, baby, they're all gonna at ya
Woo, BX