Luyện nghe bài hát Loyal (Remix)

Young Mula,

I woke up all last
I know hoes ain't right
But you was up her phone last night
But she ain't have a ringer nor her on last night ooh
Nigga, that's nerve
Why give a bitch your heart? when she rather a purse
Why give a your inch? when she rather have nine
You know how the game go she be mine, 'bout time, I'm the shit, ooh
Nigga, that nerve
You all about her, and she all hers
Birdman Junior in this no flamingos
And I've done everything but these hoes, C.B. fuck wit' me!

I rich nigga want you
And your can do nothing for ya
Oh these ain't loyal
Whoa these hoes ain't
Yeah, yeah, let me see
got rich
Took a nigga bitch
I can a broke bitch rich
But I don't fuck with broke
Got a white with some fake titties
I took her to the Bay me
Eyes closed, marijuana
Rolling up the bar, I'm a rockstar
She wanna do drugs, smoke weed, get
She wanna see a trapped
She fuck all the rappers

When I rich nigga you (Want you babe)
And your can't do nothing for ya (Nothin' oh)
Oh these hoes loyal (No they ain't)
these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see

Black with a big booty
If she a bad bitch, get to it (Right away)
We up in this club, me the bottles
I girl, that you came in this bitch with your man
That's a no no
All is in the air
I see you dance

got rich
Took a nigga bitch
I can make a broke rich
But I don't fuck with bitches

When I rich want you (Want you babe)
And your nigga can't do for ya (No nothin' no)
Oh these ain't loyal (Oh no)
these hoes ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, let me see

With in the system?
no tellin' will I fuck, 'em or will I diss 'em
That's what be yelling, I'm a pimp by blood
No relation, I don't 'em, I replace 'em
LVs, Hermes,
Them ain't loyal, they rotatin'
me to the game, now I'm on my duty
Put it her in the Lotus she was riding in that
fuck bitch
I got my own hoe
fuck weed
Got my own
Had to put my back on
Tell that bitch put a ring on, Montana

Come on, come on, why you frontin'?
Baby me something
I call her, she gon' leave
And I bet that bottom dollar she cheat
Come on, on, girl why you frontin'?
show me something
You spent bread on her
And all for nothing

I rich nigga want you (Want you babe)
And nigga can't do nothing for ya (Can't do nothin' for you)
Oh these hoes ain't (Oh no)
Whoa these hoes ain't
Yeah, yeah, let me see

When I rich nigga you (Want you babe)
And nigga can't do nothing for ya (Oh)
Oh these hoes ain't (No they ain't)
Whoa these ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see
Yeah, let me see
Yeah, let me see
Let me see
Oh hoes ain't loyal