Luyện nghe bài hát Loyalty

Saw a little motherfucker and y'all was ready to
Left the mob for something petty but then fetti got
Now you back where you begin 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 have
You started with the mob you was harder than the mob
But ain't no one motherfucker larger than mob
Swear to god, for y'all c-wall got love
No only one gonna be on you side is this 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 be strapped cause I'm at you dome
And that's wit or without a mask on, cause i'ma blast on
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 facin by midknight
And that's on four fingers I hold high
Anybody who my mobsta family they die
I hollered at my boy james to bless me wit some mo'
A hard to kill like stopping off of cocaine
I'm leavin out sweated no dynasty crushin bitches wit this
Nigga your ain't 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 retaliation gotta get 'em up
Shit are y'all about ready to die for this fetti fuck everyting that's
Down to do lets put in work
Stay together we rappin of slangin ye together
Get the paper but cross the mob and get hurt loyalty's first

When everything was all good y'all niggas the wall up
But when the hit the fan I watch you bitches ball up
Now you is all up, fuck who you call up
My niggas all bust, my killas all
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 gonna end up the same homie, put this on you
No my slugs got them thugs name on 'em
If he wit his kids I'm blow his brains on 'em, put the on 'em
Go insane on em', guess he wit that work range on em
over, so nigga respect my mob like royalty
'till I'm dead hoes dred my love, life, and loyalty

When you come strapped in a
No I'm hurt you
Cause the mob put me peeped all of loopholes
the trigger work you
Bust all of you and all of you hoes
the bruh come
Thugs betta run shit look at what thugs
See drugs done
When held the gun got you runnin a loved one
Thought you was down to die but you found to lie
So fuck you can't you, gotta bust you
you now you can't lick hits and hustle
Try to your muscle
But my criteria gotta over comes yo
Try to make a mob out of
I can on you wit money-t and an amount of cheese
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
Open up a can of ass
Toy wit me loyalty die quick

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

(as lib by stokes)