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 while you bitch I'm paid
Should of stayed but betrayed at the cheddar you could have made
You started the mob thought you was harder than the mob
But ain't no one larger than this mob
Swear to god, for y'all ain't got love
No one that's gonna be on you side is this hot slug
For the and locked I'm throwin my mob up
Cock and bust to all y'all bitches die for us

[liffy
I smell some bitch amongst us, now they gone
And when you see me on the streets be cause I'm at you dome
And that's wit or a mask on, cause i'ma blast on sight
Even if it's in traffic in broad
The only way you live if it spray right
But you out your death wish so if I miss you'll be barrels by midknight
And that's on these four I hold high
Anybody who crosses my family they die
I hollered at my boy to bless me wit some mo' thangs
A mobstaz hard to kill stopping off of cocaine
I'm leavin out no dynasty clicks crushin bitches wit this
Nigga your songs shit, they can't even fade our skits eat a dick

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

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

When you come in a circle
No I'm finna you
Cause the mob put me peeped all of your
the trigger work you
Bust all of you and all of you hoes
When the come
Thugs betta run shit look at what thugs
See what drugs
When held the gun got you runnin a loved one
Thought you was down to die but you found to lie
So fuck you can't trust you, bust you
you now you can't lick hits and hustle
Try to flex your
But my gotta over comes yo strategies
Try to make a mob out of
I can ride on you wit money-t and an of cheese
I had a lot of bud in 'em
I get mad at the 'em
out the stud in 'em
But I even studying
If again and it's on I put a slug in him
Duggin him dead and headin hoes off at the
up a can of kick ass
Toy wit me loyalty die blast

I roll wit mobsta leaners
That carry beamers
And exercising trigger fingers on niggas who between us
Shockin' the wit young slingers
And we be defeated, even if you triple team us
Cause this got my mod deranged if you in pain
like my nigga lo if we loose to you man
So ready to aim cause it shit 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 just hate and in vain
But it'ws gonna be the same we gonna mob forever
And out shine all you ass niggas together

(as lib by stokes)