Luyện nghe bài hát Loyalty

an' Dre, uh
Terror Squad,
They're all gonna 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 means I own two joint ventures an' two labels
Niggas pay me homage
Been in this for nine seasons
That's nine reasons why I'm expired the beefin'
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 nigga reppin' our people
When I came in this game, no one the job
All of a sudden, niggas actin' like they wanna go

Spittin' 'bout the Squad, try an' shittin' the God
This ain't no 'Scarface' shit, blow up kids in the car
An' you wanna 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
Today you on my dick, you on his nigga
Got from the Squad, can't afford another car
Where's your house at? I heard you're livin' with your
(Livin' your moms)
nigga, better stay in your place
Keep talkin', a flame in your face, motherfucker

Yo, yo, with this comparison, the is God
'Cause though you never seen me
I put fear in your hearts
An' I'm smooth 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 really to understand is
How I'm rulin' with Joe
An' the streets is no place for bloomers
Just gangsta niggas, an' bitches
That to spread rumors

Listen, I'm from the Bronx were the gun shoot
Front if you want but don't think we don't shoot
I'm some might consider a ghost
'Cause I move at
I'm the type to play 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 smacked outta ya fat cabbage

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

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

call 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 your car by
With your Iceberg
You when the light turns green

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

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

Let me get settled, lay my mom down in this
For kinda refrain, I push 'em down in the train
it the same, my three cousins 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
With an' your nigga Joe, the God
Sunshine an' motherfuckin' Prospect
Straight out the

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

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

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

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

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