Luyện nghe bài hát True Loyalty

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

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

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

(For you, if we get knocked, I'ma have to the weight
'Cause a record like yours dogg, you ain't stayin' upstate)
Nigga for you, I kill a goddamn crew
(Why?)
I know you'd do the same thing too haha

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

you ride 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 keep Southside for me)

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

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

You seen the ice, you know top notch
And when it comes to dice, I'm seeing' shorty to the box
Banks stop, pop through your tank top
And leave you wet up like a range drop

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

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

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

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

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