Luyện nghe bài hát Loyalty

Saw a little motherfucker and y'all was to bend
the mob for something petty but then fetti got thin
Now you back where you while I'm livin on ten
Got inns sittin in a benz wit sippin on hen
Wit stokes, twist, and mayze while you bitch I'm paid
of stayed but betrayed look at the cheddar you could have made
You started with the mob thought you was harder the mob
But ain't no one motherfucker than this mob
Swear to god, for y'all ain't got love
No only one that's be on you side is this hot slug
For the dead and I'm throwin my mob up
Cock and bust to all bitches die for crossin us

[liffy
I some bitch niggas amongst 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 on, cause i'ma blast on sight
Even if in traffic in broad daylight
The way you live if it don't spray right
But you out your death so if I miss you'll be facin barrels by midknight
And that's on these four fingers I high
Anybody who crosses my family they die
I hollered at my boy james to me wit some mo' thangs
A mobstaz to kill like stopping off of cocaine
I'm leavin out sweated no 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
Shit are y'all about to die for this fetti fuck everyting that's petty
to do dirt lets put in work
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 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, who you call up
My niggas all bust, my all nuts
What the fuck you call us, what you say c-wall
Playa hatin how we ball, nigga we'll be to see
And you mob gonna end up the same homie, put this on you
No love my slugs got them name on 'em
If he wit his I'm blow his brains on 'em, put the chains 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 dead 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 work you
Bust all of you and all of you hoes
the bruh come
Thugs betta run shit look at what thugs
See what drugs
When 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 you, gotta bust you
Crush you now you lick hits and hustle
Try to your muscle
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
out the stud in 'em
But I ain't even
If and it's on I just 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 quick

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

(as lib by stokes)