Luyện nghe bài hát Loyalty

Saw a little motherfucker and y'all was to bend
Left the mob for something petty but fetti got thin
Now you where you begin while I'm livin on ten
Got inns in a benz wit rims sippin on hen
Wit stokes, twist, and mayze you broke bitch I'm paid
of stayed but betrayed look 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 c-wall ain't got
No one that's gonna be on you side is this hot slug
For the dead and I'm throwin my mob up
and bust to all y'all bitches die for crossin us

[liffy
I smell some bitch niggas us, now they gone
And when you see me on the streets be cause I'm at you dome
And that's wit or without a mask on, i'ma blast on sight
Even if it's in traffic in daylight
The only way you live if it don't spray
But you out your death wish so if I miss you'll be barrels by midknight
And that's on these four fingers I high
Anybody who crosses my family they die
I hollered at my boy to bless me wit some mo' thangs
A mobstaz to kill like stopping off of cocaine
I'm out sweated 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 every destination retaliation fuck 'em up
cross the mob so what's up
In every destination retaliation get 'em up
Shit are about ready to die for this fetti 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 first

When was all good y'all niggas threw the wall up
But when the shit hit the fan I watch you bitches 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
Playa hatin how we ball, nigga be to see y'all
And you mob gonna end up the same homie, put this on you
No love my slugs got them thugs on 'em
If he wit his I'm blow 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 dead y'all hoes dred my love, life, and

When you come strapped in a
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 want
See what done
held the gun got you runnin from a loved one
Thought you was to die but you been found to lie
So you can't trust you, gotta bust you
Crush you now you can't 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 money-t and an amount of
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 loyalty die quick

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

(as lib by stokes)