Luyện nghe bài hát True Loyalty

Unh, yeah, I like the way feel right here
Yo turn me up in the head phones a lil' bit, yeah

There ain't shit in this world deeper than and love
(Except loyalty and love, thugs)
For you, I pull up in the whip and spray the strip
(For you, I walk up and lay a nigga's kid)

For you, there ain't a damn thing that I do
I'm a thug, this my way I show, my for you
(Nigga for you, I get the coke, I'ma turn it cash)
For you, if we go broke, we gon' rob a ass

(For you, if we get knocked, I'ma to take the weight
'Cause with a record like yours dogg, you stayin' upstate)
Nigga for you, I kill a whole crew
(Why?)
'Cause I know you'd do the same too haha

I ride, you for me
My enemies enemies
How could you not
A thug me?

you ride for me?
(You even got to ask)
you die for me?
(Nigga, they blast you, blast me)
you cry for me?
(Shit, I die I don't cry for me)
(Just keep Southside for me)

Nigga, you for me?
(You ain't got to ask)
you die for me?
(Nigga, they blast you, blast me)
you cry for me?
(Shit, I die I don't cry for me)
(Just keep Southside for me)

Nigga, I'm the stem, you the
I'm the clip, you the gat
I'm the glock, you the mac
I'm the artist, you the

I'm a pen, you the pad
I'm the Dutch, you the bag
I'm the knife, you the
I'm the driver, you the Jag

I'm the ice, you the
I'm grimy, you
I'm the bow, you the
I'm the shell, you the

I'm a pimp, you a
I'm dope, you the
I'm a nine, me down
You the

Would you for me?
(You even got to ask)
you die for me?
(Nigga, they blast you, blast me)
you cry for me?
(Shit, when I die I cry for me)
(Just reppin' Southside for me)

Nigga, you for me?
(You ain't got to ask)
you die for me?
(Nigga, they you, they blast me)
you cry for me?
(Shit, I die I don't cry for me)
(Just reppin' Southside for me)

You can catch me in housing, wit' bundles of D
Or in the Santa Monica mountains, up to ski
Since, time is money, I on the clock
And walk through the strip with a in the ox

You seen the ice, you know it's top
And when it comes to dice, I'm shorty to the shot box
Banks stop, guns pop through your top
And leave you wet up like a sonar range

When I grind, I wear the same tomorrow
When you grind, it's Show time at the
near every rapper gotta hide sixteen
Well my flows a ho that's sixteen

I ran through niggas, dismantled
mad 'cause they see me in Cancun bitches
But I'm ghetto, straight from the 'hood my
If there's no toothbrush use my finger

I got so many minks, and so leathers
The crib is surrounded by animal
I'm a grown man, still livin' I'm young
the mind of an old man, full of wisdom

Here the come, task force van
so much ice, I'm called Jack Frost man
And while we sippin' on cris', you sippin' man
Your team got heart, but your in my hand

You want bars, in song format
Or sixteen cars on mom's doormat, wha