Luyện nghe bài hát Loyal (West Coast Version)

Young Mula,

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

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

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

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

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

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

Ciroc in the system?
Ain't no tellin' will I fuck, 'em or I diss 'em
That's they be yelling, I'm a pimp by blood
No relation, I don't chase 'em, I 'em
LVs, Hermes,
Them hoes ain't loyal, they
School me to the game, now I'm on my
Put it her in the Lotus she was in that hooptie
fuck that
I got my own hoe
fuck your
Got my own
Had to put my back on
Tell that put a ring back on, Montana

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

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

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