Luyện nghe bài hát Loyalty

Saw a little motherfucker and y'all was ready to
Left the mob for something but then fetti got thin
Now you back where you while I'm livin on ten
Got sittin in a benz wit rims sippin on hen
Wit stokes, twist, and mayze you broke bitch I'm paid
Should of stayed but betrayed look at the cheddar you could have
You with the mob thought you was harder than the mob
But no one motherfucker larger than this mob
Swear to god, for y'all ain't got love
No only one gonna be on you side is this hot slug
For the and locked I'm throwin my mob up
and bust to all y'all bitches die for crossin us

[liffy
I smell bitch niggas amongst us, now they gone
And you see me on the streets be strapped cause I'm at you dome
And wit or without a mask on, cause 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 death wish so if I miss you'll be facin barrels by midknight
And that's on these four fingers I hold
Anybody who my mobsta family they die
I hollered at my boy james to bless me wit some mo'
A hard to kill like stopping off of cocaine
I'm leavin out sweated no dynasty clicks crushin bitches wit
Nigga your songs ain't shit, they can't fade our skits eat a dick

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

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

When you strapped in a circle
No I'm finna you
Cause the mob put me all of your loopholes
Cause the work you
Bust all of you bitches and all of you
When the come
Thugs betta run shit at what thugs want
See what drugs
held the gun got you runnin from a loved one
Thought you was down to die but you been to lie
So fuck you trust you, gotta bust you
Crush you now you can't lick hits and
Try to flex muscle
But my gotta over comes yo strategies
Try to make a mob out of
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 and headin hoes off at the pass
up a can of kick ass
Toy wit me loyalty die quick

I roll wit mobsta leaners
That carry beamers
And exercising trigger fingers on niggas who between us
Shockin' the wit young slingers
And we can't be defeated, even if you team us
this game got my mod deranged if you in pain
Kamokaze like my lo if we loose to you man
So ready to aim cause it shit to explain
Shots to exchange plenty of paper in the
To help us remain on top of the world we go bang
Doin our thang while y'all niggas just hate and complain in
But it'ws still gonna be the we gonna mob forever
And out shine all you bitch ass niggas

(as lib by stokes)