Luyện nghe bài hát Loyalty

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

[liffy
I smell some bitch niggas amongst us, now they
And you see me on the streets be strapped cause I'm at you dome
And that's wit or without a mask on, cause i'ma on sight
Even if it's in traffic in daylight
The only way you live if it don't spray
But you out death wish so if I miss you'll be facin barrels by midknight
And that's on these four fingers I high
who crosses my mobsta family they die
I hollered at my boy james to me wit some mo' thangs
A mobstaz hard to kill like off of cocaine
I'm out sweated no dynasty clicks crushin bitches wit this
Nigga your songs shit, they can't even fade our skits eat a dick

Nigga the mob so what's up
In every destination retaliation fuck 'em up
Nigga cross the mob so up
In every destination gotta get 'em up
Shit are y'all about ready to die for this fuck everyting that's petty
to do dirt lets put in work
Stay together whether we of slangin ye together
Get the paper but cross the mob and get hurt loyalty's first

When everything was all good y'all threw the wall up
But when the hit the fan I watch you bitches ball up
Now you is all up, fuck who you call up
My niggas all bust, my all nuts
What the fuck you call us, you say about c-wall
hatin 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 name on 'em
If he wit his I'm blow his brains on 'em, put the chains on 'em
Go insane on em', he done wit that work range on em
Rain over, so respect my mob like royalty
'till I'm dead y'all dred my love, life, and loyalty

When you come strapped in a
No I'm finna you
the mob put me peeped all of your loopholes
Cause the trigger you
Bust all of you and all of you hoes
When the come
Thugs betta run look at what thugs want
See what drugs
When held the gun got you runnin a loved one
Thought you was to die but you been found to lie
So fuck you can't trust you, bust you
Crush you now you can't lick hits and
Try to flex muscle
But my criteria gotta over comes yo
Try to a mob out of peas
I can ride on you wit money-t and an of cheese
I had a lot of bud in 'em
I get mad at the 'em
Whippin out the in 'em
But I even studying
If again and it's on I put a slug in him
Duggin him dead and headin off at the pass
Open up a can of ass
Toy wit me loyalty die quick

I wit straight mobsta leaners
That always beamers
And exercising trigger fingers on niggas who come us
Shockin' the world wit slingers
And we can't be defeated, if you triple team us
Cause this game got my mod deranged if you in
Kamokaze like my lo if we loose to you man
So ready to aim cause it ain't shit to
to exchange plenty of paper in the game
To us remain on top of the world until we go bang
Doin our while y'all niggas just hate and complain in vain
But it'ws still gonna be the same we gonna mob
And out shine all you ass niggas together

(as lib by stokes)