Luyện nghe bài hát Loyalty

Saw a little motherfucker and y'all was ready to
Left the mob for petty but then fetti got thin
Now you back where you while I'm livin on ten
Got inns in a benz wit rims sippin on hen
Wit stokes, twist, and mayze while you broke I'm paid
Should of stayed but betrayed look at the you could have made
You started with the mob thought you was harder the mob
But no one motherfucker larger than this mob
Swear to god, for y'all c-wall got love
No only one that's gonna be on you side is this hot
For the dead and 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 you see me on the streets be strapped cause I'm at you dome
And that's wit or without a mask on, cause blast on sight
Even if in traffic in broad daylight
The only way you if it don't spray right
But you out your wish so if I miss you'll be facin barrels by midknight
And that's on these four fingers I hold
Anybody who crosses my mobsta they die
I hollered at my boy james to bless me wit mo' thangs
A mobstaz hard to kill like off of cocaine
I'm leavin out sweated no dynasty crushin bitches wit this
your songs ain't shit, they can't even fade our skits eat a dick

Nigga cross the mob so up
In every destination retaliation gotta 'em up
Nigga the mob so what's up
In every retaliation gotta get 'em up
Shit are y'all about ready to die for this fetti everyting that's petty
Down to do dirt lets put in
Stay whether we rappin of slangin ye together
Get the paper but cross the mob and get hurt loyalty's first

When was all good 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, who you call up
My all bust, my killas all nuts
the fuck you call us, what you say about c-wall
Playa hatin how we ball, we'll be to see y'all
And you mob gonna end up the homie, put this pain on you
No love my slugs got them thugs on 'em
If he wit his kids I'm blow his brains on 'em, put the on 'em
Go insane on em', guess he done wit that work on em
Rain over, so nigga my mob like royalty
'till I'm y'all hoes dred my love, life, and loyalty

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 bitches and all of you
the bruh come
Thugs betta run shit look at what want
See drugs done
held the gun got you runnin from a loved one
Thought you was to die but you been found to lie
So fuck you can't trust you, bust you
Crush you now you lick hits and hustle
Try to your muscle
But my criteria gotta over comes yo
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
out the stud in 'em
But I ain't even
If again and it's on I put a slug in him
Duggin him dead and headin off at the pass
up a can of kick ass
Toy wit me loyalty die blast

I roll wit straight mobsta
That always carry
And exercising trigger fingers on who come between us
Shockin' the world wit slingers
And we can't be defeated, even if you triple 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 it ain't shit to explain
Shots to exchange of paper in the game
To help us remain on top of the until we go bang
Doin our thang while y'all niggas just hate and complain in
But still gonna be the same we gonna mob forever
And out shine all you ass niggas together

(as lib by stokes)