Luyện nghe bài hát Loyal (West Coast Version)

Young Mula,

I woke up all night
I know this hoes ain't
But you was blowin' up her phone night
But she ain't have a ringer nor her on last night ooh
Nigga, that's that
Why give a bitch heart? when she rather have a purse
Why give a bitch your 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 her, and she all about hers
Birdman Junior in this bitch no
And I've done everything but trust these hoes, C.B. wit' me!

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

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

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

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

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

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

Come on, come on, girl why you
Baby show me
When I call her, she leave
And I bet that dollar she gon' cheat
on, come on, girl why you frontin'?
Baby me something
You don' bread on her
And it's all for

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

When I rich nigga you (Want you babe)
And your nigga do nothing for ya (Oh)
Oh these hoes ain't loyal (No 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