Luyện nghe bài hát Loyalty

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

stokes]
I smell some bitch amongst us, now they gone
And when you see me on the streets be strapped I'm at you dome
And that's wit or without a mask on, cause blast on sight
Even if it's in traffic in daylight
The only way you live if it spray right
But you out your death wish so if I miss you'll be facin by midknight
And that's on these four fingers I high
Anybody who crosses my mobsta they die
I at my boy james to bless me wit some mo' thangs
A mobstaz hard to kill like off of cocaine
I'm leavin out sweated no dynasty clicks bitches wit this
Nigga your songs ain't shit, they can't even fade our skits eat a

Nigga cross the mob so up
In destination retaliation gotta fuck 'em up
Nigga the mob so what's up
In destination retaliation gotta get 'em up
Shit are about ready to die for this fetti fuck everyting that's petty
Down to do dirt put in work
together whether we rappin of slangin ye together
Get the paper but cross the mob and get hurt loyalty's first

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

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 bruh
Thugs run shit look at what thugs want
See what done
held the gun got you runnin from a loved one
Thought you was down to die but you been to lie
So fuck you can't you, gotta bust you
Crush you now you can't lick 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
out the stud in 'em
But I ain't studying
If again and it's on I put a slug in him
Duggin him dead and hoes off at the pass
up a can of kick ass
Toy wit me die quick blast

I wit straight mobsta leaners
always carry beamers
And exercising trigger on niggas who come between us
Shockin' the world wit young
And we can't be defeated, even if you triple 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 plenty of paper in the game
To help us on top of the world until we go bang
Doin our while y'all niggas just hate and complain in vain
But it'ws still be the same we gonna mob forever
And out shine all you bitch ass niggas

(as lib by stokes)