Luyện nghe bài hát Loyalty

Saw a little and y'all was ready to bend
Left the mob for something petty but then fetti got
Now you back where you begin while I'm on ten
Got inns sittin in a benz wit rims on hen
Wit stokes, twist, and mayze while you bitch I'm paid
Should of 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 larger than this mob
Swear to god, for c-wall ain't got love
No only one that's gonna be on you side is this hot
For the and locked I'm throwin my mob up
Cock and bust to all y'all bitches die for us

stokes]
I smell some bitch niggas us, now they gone
And you see me on the streets be strapped cause I'm at you dome
And that's wit or without a mask on, cause i'ma blast on
Even if it's in in broad daylight
The only way you live if it don't right
But you out death wish so if I miss you'll be facin barrels by midknight
And that's on these four I hold high
Anybody who crosses my mobsta family die
I hollered at my boy to bless me wit some mo' thangs
A mobstaz to kill like stopping off of cocaine
I'm leavin out no dynasty clicks crushin bitches wit this
Nigga your songs ain't shit, they can't even 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 every retaliation gotta get 'em up
are y'all about ready to die for this fetti fuck everyting that's petty
Down to do dirt lets put in
Stay together whether we of slangin ye together
Get the but don't cross the mob and get hurt loyalty's first

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

When you come in a circle
No I'm hurt 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 what thugs
See what drugs
When held the gun got you from a loved one
you was down to die but you been found to lie
So fuck you can't you, gotta bust you
you now you can't lick hits and hustle
Try to flex your
But my criteria gotta over 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
him dead and headin hoes off at the pass
Open up a can of ass
Toy wit me die quick blast

I wit straight mobsta leaners
That always carry
And exercising trigger on niggas who come between us
Shockin' the world wit young
And we be defeated, even if you triple 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 shit to explain
Shots to exchange 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 ass niggas together

(as lib by stokes)