Luyện nghe bài hát Loyalty

Saw a little and y'all was ready to bend
the mob for something petty but then fetti got thin
Now you back where you while I'm livin on ten
Got inns in a benz wit rims sippin on hen
Wit stokes, twist, and mayze while you broke bitch I'm
Should of stayed but betrayed look at the cheddar you could made
You with the mob thought you was harder than the mob
But ain't no one motherfucker larger this mob
Swear to god, for y'all c-wall ain't got
No only one that's gonna be on you is this hot slug
For the dead and I'm throwin my mob up
Cock and bust to all y'all bitches die for us

[liffy
I smell some bitch niggas amongst us, now gone
And when you see me on the be strapped cause I'm at you dome
And that's wit or a mask on, cause i'ma blast on sight
Even if it's in traffic in broad
The only way you live if it don't right
But you out your death wish so if I you'll be facin barrels by midknight
And that's on four fingers I hold high
Anybody who crosses my family they die
I hollered at my boy james to bless me wit mo' thangs
A mobstaz hard to kill stopping off of cocaine
I'm leavin out sweated no clicks crushin bitches wit this
Nigga your songs ain't shit, they can't even our skits eat a dick

Nigga cross the mob so up
In destination retaliation gotta fuck 'em up
Nigga cross the mob so up
In every destination retaliation get 'em up
Shit are y'all about ready to die for this fetti fuck everyting petty
to do dirt lets put in work
Stay together whether we rappin of slangin ye
Get the paper but don't cross the mob and get hurt loyalty's

When everything was all good y'all niggas the wall up
But when the shit hit the fan I watch you ball up
Now you is all up, fuck who you call up
My niggas all bust, my all nuts
the fuck you call us, what you say about c-wall
Playa hatin how we ball, we'll be to see y'all
And you mob gonna end up the homie, put this pain on you
No love my got them thugs name on 'em
If he wit his kids I'm blow his on 'em, put the chains on 'em
Go insane on em', he done wit that work range on em
over, so nigga respect my mob like royalty
'till I'm dead y'all hoes my love, life, and loyalty

When you come strapped in a
No I'm hurt you
Cause the mob put me all of your loopholes
Cause the work you
all of you bitches and all of you hoes
When the bruh
Thugs run shit look at what thugs want
See what drugs
When held the gun got you runnin a loved one
Thought you was down to die but you been to lie
So fuck you can't trust you, gotta you
Crush you now you can't lick and hustle
Try to flex your
But my criteria gotta over comes yo
Try to a mob out of peas
I can ride on you wit money-t and an of cheese
I had a lot of bud in 'em
I get mad at the 'em
Whippin out the in 'em
But I ain't studying
If again and it's on I just put a in him
Duggin him dead and hoes off at the pass
Open up a can of ass
Toy wit me loyalty die quick

I roll wit mobsta leaners
That always beamers
And trigger fingers on niggas who come between us
Shockin' the world wit young
And we can't be defeated, even if you team us
Cause game got my mod deranged if you in pain
like my nigga lo if we loose to you man
So ready to aim cause it ain't to explain
Shots to exchange of paper in the game
To help us remain on top of the until we go bang
Doin our thang while y'all niggas just hate and complain in
But it'ws still gonna be the we gonna mob forever
And out all you bitch ass niggas together

(as lib by stokes)