Luyện nghe bài hát Loyal (Freestyle)

[Intro: Lil & Chris Brown]
MULA, BABY!

(Haha, you it was over?)

1: 50 Cent]
Pretty face waste
motherfucker thick
Need a second to
that's a bad bitch
She a fool for
Thats why she got shit
Fuck the wrong fool
Fell in love with the bitch
Now i ain't put a song out to tell her she loyal
Better fuck with me bitch he ain't doin for you
Baby you gotta think like a to win
How your nigga help you when he stuck in the pen
Lifes full of choices, you can choose a better
Start by the telly we meeting there tonight
I talk to her trynna get her right
that head gettin good
Man her future's so

[Hook: Chris
When a rich nigga you
And your nigga do nothing for ya
These hoes loyal
These hoes loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see

2: Tony Yayo]
First trips
Take a to the six
Floor seats the Nicks
I take a broke bitch

[50
These hoes trouble man that bitch dont love you HA HA
[Tony
If I gave a about a bitch
I'd be broke
I never had no motherfucker to smoke
He went raw and she had on you
Take half your and her ass spittin on you

Chris Brown]
When a rich nigga you
And your can't do nothing for ya
hoes ain't loyal
These hoes loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see

[Verse 3: Lloyd
Your drop dead
Hit my
I
It ain't personal
It all the time
remember me forever
But only for the night
Your out here wrong
Thinking karma be nice
So your ain't bout nothing
Than looking for a ride
I ain't every opinion
Been round the world
You gon a nigga up
Talkin how you feel me
That ain't to brag about
You got for everybody
No baby
Im bank
Party we won
Hardly alone
Leave the snotty ones fun
I bet you keep it spoil
Queen creeping on you
She ain't it loyal

[Hook: Brown]
When a nigga want you
And nigga can't do nothing for ya
These hoes ain't
These hoes ain't
Yeah, yeah, let me see

[Verse 4: Kidd]
Whats the number one when you hop in the whip
Turn location off, while we [?] to the crib
I need that nigga outside where I live
Cause I you got a man and he know just who I is
Kidd
I dont wife em, I dont love em, I dont like em, I dont cuss em, I don't em
I dont hug em, I dont kiss em , I diss em, dismiss em, don't em
I trick are you tricking homie thats a big
She big things big chains big titties
Big spending big business big ballin big
Her ass to fake for me to about her feelings
Been that ho off and she still trippin

[Verse 5: Buck]
He put you in the and a Panamera
He buy you everything you want but hes never
Hey you miss me Im everywhere
the sparkles on the bottles and I appear
Attitude kinda rude we first fucking
Her man play in the NBA and I sell
a rich nigga want you said No!
Now a bitch nigga got you your to go
I make a good girl see how good kush
Shawty said she want a she can cook for
I had no idea that they label her ho
Till Yayo said there something I know

[Verse 5: Chris
Come on, come on,
Why you
Baby me something
When I call her, she gon'
And I bet that dollar she gon' cheat
Come on, on, girl
Why you
Baby me something
You spent your bread on her
And all for nothing

[Hook: Chris 2x]
When a rich nigga you
And your nigga can't do for ya
hoes ain't loyal
These hoes ain't
Yeah, yeah, let me see