Luyện nghe bài hát True Loyalty

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

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

For you, there a damn thing that 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 rob a nigga ass

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

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

you ride for me?
(You even 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 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 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

Would you for me?
(You even 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, you for me?
(You even 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 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 rhyme on the
And walk through the strip a nine in the ox

You seen the ice, you it's top notch
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 range drop

When I grind, I the same thing tomorrow
you grind, it's Show time at the Apollo
Damn near rapper gotta hide sixteen
Well my 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 I'ma use my finger

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

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

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