Luyện nghe bài hát Loyalty

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

Yeah, uh,
(Yo, oh, God)

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

Yo, uh, yo, call me the JV
That means I own two joint ventures an' two labels
Niggas pay me homage
Been in this game for nine
That's nine why I'm expired the rhyme beefin'
Y'all niggas is rappin' ass

I left spots since beginnin' this rap shit
All yo papi lo que pasa
Mad 'cause I'm the only nigga reppin' our
When I came in this game, no one the job
All of a sudden, niggas like they wanna go hard

venom 'bout the Squad, try an' shittin' the God
This ain't no 'Scarface' shit, blow up your in the car
An' since you wanna act like you livin' a
hit you with more shots than Bruce Lee got
In a 'Fist of

Bitch niggas, nothin' but snitch
Today you on my dick, you on his nigga
Got deported from the Squad, afford another car
Where's house at? I heard you're livin' with your moms
(Livin' your moms)
Blane nigga, better in your place
Keep talkin', burst a flame in face, motherfucker

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

Yeah, I'm nice an' I care if you know
'Cause all you need to understand is
How I'm rulin' with Joe
An' the streets is no place for late
Just gangsta niggas, an' bitches
meant to spread rumors

Listen, I'm from the were the gun shoot rabid
Front if you want but don't think we don't shoot
I'm what might consider a ghost
I move at night
Plus I'm the type to play a live nigga

I'm the ultimate, high consulted, vocalist
I write dope, spit dust an' shit bricks
This is you dicks need to act, knowledge
Or get the shit smacked ya fat cabbage

ask why we act violent
We killas an' thugs
Niggas wit mad that still dabble in drugs
I only rap now to to the streets
They say the Squad feed 'em the beef
So we feed 'em the beef

My nine milly blaze an' hit hard like Willy
Since my kiddy
Grew up with thugs who really crazed
Ain't no silly games, right here be the
150 proof, whoever, I'm to you

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

You're scared to death, don't make me have to air at ya
Or tear ya flesh for actin' like I carin' left
can get it in a minute, give it some time
I'm livin' this
Let my nine get in your spine, sit an'

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

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

Yo, yo, the T E a R, a, a R, a O, R Squad
So you I gotta be that bitch Remy Mar
Armageddon an' your nigga Joe, the God
Tony an' motherfuckin' Prospect
Straight out the

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

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

Yeah, uh, infamous Squad, nigga
Loyalty, what does it to you
How a y'all niggas is loyal?
All these Benedict Arnold
Switch sidin' niggas, ya

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

Uh, haha, feedin' you, you, feedin' you
your move, baby, c'mon
Step up, baby, all gonna laugh at ya
Woo, BX