Luyện nghe bài hát Loyalty

Saw a little motherfucker and was ready to bend
the mob for something petty but then fetti got thin
Now you back you begin while I'm livin on ten
Got inns sittin in a benz wit rims on hen
Wit stokes, twist, and mayze while you broke bitch I'm
of stayed but betrayed look at the cheddar you could have made
You started the mob thought you was harder than the mob
But no one motherfucker 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 hot slug
For the dead and locked I'm my mob up
and bust to all y'all bitches die for crossin us

[liffy
I smell some niggas 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, i'ma blast on sight
Even if it's in traffic in broad
The only way you live if it don't right
But you out your death wish so if I you'll be facin barrels by midknight
And that's on these four I hold high
who crosses my mobsta family they die
I at my boy james to bless me wit some mo' thangs
A mobstaz hard to kill stopping off of cocaine
I'm leavin out sweated no clicks crushin bitches wit this
Nigga your songs shit, they can't even fade our skits eat a dick

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

When everything was all good y'all niggas threw the up
But when the hit the fan I watch you bitches ball up
Now you time is all up, fuck who you up
My all bust, my killas all nuts
What the you call us, what you say about c-wall
Playa hatin how we ball, nigga be to see y'all
And you mob end up the same homie, put this pain on you
No my slugs got them thugs name on 'em
If he wit his I'm blow 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 respect my mob like
I'm dead y'all hoes dred my love, life, and loyalty

When you strapped in a circle
No I'm finna you
the mob put me peeped all of your loopholes
Cause the trigger you
Bust all of you and all of you hoes
When the come
betta run shit look at what thugs want
See drugs 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 trust you, gotta you
Crush you now you can't lick and hustle
Try to your muscle
But my criteria over comes yo strategies
Try to a mob out of peas
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 ain't studying
If again and it's on I just put a in him
Duggin him dead and headin off at the pass
Open up a can of ass
Toy wit me die quick blast

I roll wit straight 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 triple us
Cause this got my mod deranged if you in pain
Kamokaze like my lo if we loose to you man
So ready to aim it ain't shit to explain
Shots to exchange of paper in the game
To us remain 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 all you bitch ass niggas together

(as lib by stokes)