Luyện nghe bài hát Loyalty

an' Dre, uh
Terror Squad,
all gonna laugh at ya, haha
They're all laugh at ya

Yeah, uh,
(Yo, oh, God)

(Feedin' you, you)
Yo
(Feedin' you, you)

Yo, uh, yo, me the JV artist
That means I own two ventures an' two different labels
that pay me homage
Been in game for nine seasons
That's reasons why I'm expired the rhyme beefin'
Y'all is rappin' ass backwards

I left twenty spots beginnin' this rap shit
All yo papi lo que contigo
Mad 'cause I'm the only nigga our people
I came in this game, no one wanted the job
All of a sudden, niggas actin' like they go hard

Spittin' venom the Squad, try an' shittin' the God
This no 'Scarface' shit, blow up your kids in the car
An' you wanna act like you livin' a movie
I'll hit you with more shots Bruce Lee got
In a 'Fist of

Bitch niggas, but snitch niggas
Today you on my dick, tomorrow you on his
Got from the Squad, can't afford another car
Where's your at? I heard you're livin' with your moms
(Livin' with moms)
Blane nigga, better in your place
Keep talkin', burst a flame in your face,

Yo, yo, with comparison, the Geddy is God
even though you never seen me
I been put fear in hearts
An' I'm smooth a Mulo, it theme
Skip bullets of Coogi beam before you knew you were seen

Yeah, I'm an' I don't care if you know
'Cause all you really need to is
How hard I'm with Joe
An' the streets is no for late bloomers
Just niggas, snakes an' bitches
That to spread rumors

Listen, I'm from the Bronx were the gun shoot
Front if you want but don't we don't shoot rapids
I'm what some might a ghost
'Cause I move at
Plus I'm the to play a live nigga close

I'm the ultimate, high consulted, rhyme
I dope, spit dust an' shit cocoa bricks
This is what you dicks to act, knowledge
Or get the smacked outta ya fat cabbage

Don't ask why we act
We just killas an'
Niggas wit mad talent still dabble in drugs
I rap now to speak to the streets
say the Squad gotta feed 'em the beef
So we gonna 'em the beef

My milly blaze an' hit hard like Willy Mays
my kiddy days
Grew up with thugs who really crazed
no silly games, right here be the truth
150 proof, whoever, I'm to you

They me Prospect, I'm one in a mil'
One of the real, I rap but I put a gun in your grill
I'm the reason why I catch you when your car by
With your team
You look when the light turns

You're scared to death, don't me have to air at ya chest
Or tear ya flesh for like I carin' whats left
Anyone can get it in a minute, it some time
I'm this rhyme
Let my get in your spine, sit an' recline

Get so mad, forget an'
So I can see I did again an' just slide
To the next level, hop on the bike an' pedal
at your best rebel, who runnin' to test medal

Let me get settled, lay my mom in this game
For kinda refrain, I push 'em down in the train
'Bout it the same, my three up in the Benz
Big, G an' E, y'all know what this is

Yo, yo, the T E a R, a, a R, a O, R Squad
So you know I gotta be bitch Remy Mar
With an' your nigga Joe, the God
Tony Sunshine an' motherfuckin'
out the projects

A forest, where they kill for mil's an' blast the steel
But I'm from murda Castle Hill
I got a big ass burner but I'll slash grill
Yo' don't got no status, don't no static
They knew you was loco toto an' I don't no

All I know is how to cock an' aim for the cabbage
An' keep on bustin' 'til the bitch brain
Aan' the won't matter when the crib's on fire
What you don't matter 'cause this bitch on fire
An' I stop rockin' 'til I retire
Any disagree is a goddamn liar

Yeah, uh, infamous Terror Squad,
Loyalty, does it mean to you
How a y'all niggas is loyal?
All these Arnold niggas
sidin' niggas, ya heard?

Nigga, I throw this whole rap shit out the
In a sec, ya heard? Joe Crack, the Don
The savior, Caesar, the is mine, nigga
We ride, who wanna the record launcher, ya see 'em?

Uh, haha, you, feedin' you, feedin' you
Make move, baby, c'mon
Step up, baby, they're all laugh at ya
Woo, BX