Luyện nghe bài hát True Loyalty

Unh, yeah, I like the way this feel right
Yo turn me up in the head phones just a lil' bit,

There ain't shit in this deeper than loyalty and love
(Except loyalty and love, thugs)
For you, I up in the whip and spray the whole strip
(For you, I walk up and lay a nigga's kid)

For you, ain't a damn thing that I won't do
I'm a thug, this my way I show, my for you
(Nigga for you, I get the coke, turn it into cash)
For you, if we go broke, we rob a nigga ass

(For you, if we get knocked, I'ma have to the weight
'Cause with a record like yours dogg, you ain't upstate)
Nigga for you, I kill a whole crew
(Why?)
'Cause I know you'd do the same too haha

I ride, you for me
My enemies your
How you not love
A like me?

you ride for me?
(You ain't got to ask)
you die for me?
(Nigga, they you, they blast me)
you cry for me?
(Shit, I die I don't cry for me)
(Just keep Southside for me)

Nigga, you for me?
(You even got to ask)
you die for me?
(Nigga, they blast you, they me)
you cry for me?
(Shit, when I die I cry for me)
(Just keep reppin' for me)

Nigga, I'm the stem, you the
I'm the clip, you the gat
I'm the glock, you the mac
I'm the artist, you the

I'm a pen, you the pad
I'm the Dutch, you the bag
I'm the knife, you the
I'm the driver, you the Jag

I'm the ice, you the
I'm grimy, you
I'm the bow, you the
I'm the shell, you the

I'm a pimp, you a
I'm dope, you the
I'm a nine, me down
You the

Would you for me?
(You even got to ask)
you die for me?
(Nigga, blast you, they blast me)
you cry for me?
(Shit, I die I don't cry for me)
(Just keep reppin' for me)

Nigga, you for me?
(You ain't got to ask)
you die for me?
(Nigga, they blast you, they me)
you cry for me?
(Shit, when I die I cry for me)
(Just keep Southside for me)

You can me in public housing, wit' bundles of D
Or in the Santa Monica mountains, up to ski
Since, is money, I rhyme on the clock
And walk through the with a nine in the ox

You seen the ice, you it's top notch
And when it to dice, I'm seeing' shorty to the shot box
Banks stop, guns pop through tank top
And leave you wet up like a sonar range

When I grind, I wear the same tomorrow
you grind, it's Show time at the Apollo
Damn every rapper gotta hide sixteen
Well my flows like a ho sixteen

I ran through niggas, dismantled
They mad 'cause they see me in Cancun
But I'm ghetto, straight the 'hood my nigga
If there's no toothbrush use my finger

I got so many minks, and so leathers
The crib is surrounded by animal
I'm a grown man, still livin' like I'm
With the mind of an old man, of wisdom

Here the cops come, force van
Rock so ice, I'm called Jack Frost man
And while we sippin' on cris', you backwash man
team got heart, but your heart's in my hand

You want bars, in song format
Or sixteen cars on mom's doormat, wha