Luyện nghe bài hát Loyalty

Saw a little and y'all was ready to bend
the mob for something petty but then fetti got thin
Now you where you begin while I'm livin on ten
Got inns sittin in a wit rims sippin on hen
Wit stokes, twist, and while you broke bitch I'm paid
Should of stayed but betrayed look at the cheddar you could made
You started the mob thought you was harder than the mob
But ain't no one motherfucker larger 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 and locked I'm throwin my mob up
Cock and bust to all y'all die for crossin us

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

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

When everything was all y'all niggas threw the wall up
But when the shit hit the fan I you bitches ball up
Now you time is all up, fuck who you up
My niggas all bust, my killas all
the fuck you call us, what you say about c-wall
Playa how we ball, nigga we'll be to see y'all
And you mob gonna end up the same homie, put this 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 done wit work range on em
Rain over, so respect my mob like royalty
'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 loopholes
Cause the work you
Bust all of you and all of you hoes
When the bruh
Thugs betta run shit look at thugs want
See what drugs
When held the gun got you runnin from a one
Thought you was to die but you been found to lie
So fuck you can't trust you, gotta you
you now you can't lick hits and hustle
Try to your muscle
But my criteria gotta over yo strategies
Try to a mob out of peas
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 ain't even
If again and on I just put a slug in him
Duggin him and headin hoes off at the pass
up a can of kick ass
Toy wit me loyalty die blast

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

(as lib by stokes)