Luyện nghe bài hát Loyalty

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

stokes]
I some bitch niggas amongst us, now they gone
And when you see me on the streets be strapped cause I'm at you
And that's wit or without a mask on, i'ma blast on sight
Even if it's in traffic in daylight
The only way you if it don't spray right
But you out your death so if I miss you'll be facin barrels by midknight
And on these four fingers I hold high
Anybody who crosses my mobsta they die
I at my boy james to bless me wit some mo' thangs
A hard to kill like stopping off of cocaine
I'm leavin out sweated no dynasty clicks bitches wit this
Nigga your songs ain't shit, they even fade our skits eat a dick

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

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

When you come strapped in a
No I'm finna you
Cause the mob put me peeped all of your
Cause the trigger you
all of you bitches and all of you hoes
When the come
Thugs betta run shit at what thugs want
See what drugs
When the gun got you runnin from a loved one
you was down to die but you been found to lie
So fuck you can't you, gotta bust you
Crush you now you can't lick hits and
Try to flex muscle
But my criteria gotta comes yo strategies
Try to a mob out of peas
I can on you wit money-t and an amount of cheese
I had a lot of bud in 'em
I get mad at the 'em
out the stud in 'em
But I even 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 straight mobsta
That always beamers
And trigger fingers on niggas who come between us
Shockin' the world wit slingers
And we can't be defeated, even if you triple us
Cause this game got my mod 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 plenty of in the game
To us remain on top of the world until we go bang
Doin our thang y'all niggas just hate and complain in vain
But still gonna be the same we gonna mob forever
And out shine all you bitch ass niggas

(as lib by stokes)