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 bit, yeah

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

For you, there ain't a thing that I won't do
I'm a thug, my way I show, my love 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 take the
'Cause with a like yours dogg, you ain't 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 you not love
A thug me?

Would 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, 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, 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 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 keep reppin' 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 reppin' Southside for me)

You can me in public housing, wit' bundles of D
Or in the Monica mountains, bundled up to ski
Since, time is money, I on the clock
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 seeing' to the shot box
Banks stop, guns pop through tank top
And leave you wet up a sonar range drop

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

I ran niggas, dismantled niggas
They mad 'cause they see me in bitches
But I'm ghetto, from the 'hood my nigga
If there's no toothbrush I'ma use my

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

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

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