Luyện nghe bài hát Loyalty

Saw a little motherfucker and y'all was ready to
Left the mob for something petty but then got thin
Now you back where you begin I'm livin on ten
Got sittin in a benz wit rims sippin on hen
Wit stokes, twist, and mayze you broke bitch I'm paid
Should of but betrayed look at the cheddar you could have made
You started with the mob you was harder than the mob
But ain't no one motherfucker larger this mob
Swear to god, for c-wall ain't got love
No only one that's be on you side is this hot slug
For the dead and I'm throwin my mob up
Cock and bust to all y'all die for crossin us

[liffy
I smell bitch niggas amongst us, now they gone
And when you see me on the streets be cause I'm at you dome
And wit or without a mask on, cause i'ma blast on sight
if it's in traffic in broad daylight
The only way you if it don't spray right
But you out your death so if I miss you'll be facin barrels by midknight
And that's on four fingers I hold high
Anybody who crosses my mobsta they die
I hollered at my boy to bless me wit some mo' thangs
A mobstaz hard to kill like stopping off of
I'm out sweated no dynasty clicks crushin bitches wit this
Nigga your songs ain't shit, they even fade our skits eat a dick

Nigga cross the mob so up
In destination retaliation gotta fuck 'em up
cross the mob so what's up
In destination retaliation gotta get 'em up
Shit are y'all about ready to die for this fuck everyting that's petty
Down to do dirt lets put in
together whether we rappin of slangin ye together
Get the paper but don't cross the mob and get hurt loyalty's

When everything was all good y'all niggas the wall up
But the shit hit the fan I watch you bitches ball up
Now you time is all up, fuck who you up
My niggas all bust, my all nuts
What the fuck you call us, what you say about
hatin how we ball, nigga we'll be to see y'all
And you mob end up the same homie, put this pain on you
No love my got them thugs name on 'em
If he wit his kids I'm blow his brains on 'em, put the on 'em
Go insane on em', guess he done wit work range on em
over, so nigga respect my mob like royalty
'till I'm dead y'all hoes dred my love, life, and

When you come strapped in a
No I'm finna you
the mob put me peeped all of your loopholes
Cause the trigger you
Bust all of you bitches and all of you
When the come
Thugs betta run shit look at thugs want
See drugs done
When held the gun got you runnin a loved one
you was down to die but you been found to lie
So fuck you can't you, gotta bust you
Crush you now you lick hits and hustle
Try to flex muscle
But my criteria over comes yo strategies
Try to make a mob out of
I can ride on you wit and an amount of cheese
I had a lot of bud in 'em
I get mad at the 'em
Whippin out the in 'em
But I even studying
If again and on I just put a slug in him
Duggin him and headin hoes off at the pass
up a can of kick ass
Toy wit me die quick blast

I roll wit mobsta leaners
always carry beamers
And exercising trigger fingers on niggas who come us
Shockin' the wit young slingers
And we can't be defeated, even if you team us
this game got my mod deranged if you in pain
Kamokaze like my nigga lo if we to you man
So ready to aim cause it ain't to explain
Shots to exchange plenty of paper in the
To help us on top of the world until we go bang
Doin our thang while y'all niggas hate and complain in vain
But it'ws still gonna be the same we mob forever
And out shine all you ass niggas together

(as lib by stokes)