Luyện nghe bài hát True Loyalty

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

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

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

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

I ride, you for me
My enemies your
How could you not
A like 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 reppin' Southside for me)

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

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

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

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

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

I ran through niggas, niggas
They mad 'cause see me in Cancun bitches
But I'm ghetto, straight the 'hood my nigga
If there's no I'ma use my finger

I got so many minks, and so many
The is surrounded by animal protesters
I'm a man, still livin' like I'm young
With the mind of an old man, of wisdom

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

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