Luyện nghe bài hát Loyalty

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

stokes]
I smell some niggas amongst us, now they gone
And when you see me on the streets be cause I'm at you dome
And that's wit or without a mask on, cause i'ma blast on
if it's in traffic in broad daylight
The way you live if it don't spray right
But you out your wish so if I miss you'll be facin barrels by midknight
And that's on these four fingers I high
Anybody who my mobsta family they die
I hollered at my boy to bless me wit some mo' thangs
A mobstaz hard to like stopping off of cocaine
I'm leavin out sweated no clicks crushin bitches wit this
Nigga your songs ain't shit, they can't even our skits eat a dick

Nigga cross the mob so up
In every destination gotta 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 fetti fuck everyting that's petty
Down to do dirt put in work
together whether we rappin of slangin ye together
Get the paper but don't 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 time is all up, fuck who you up
My all bust, my killas all nuts
What the fuck you call us, you say about c-wall
Playa 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 got them thugs name on 'em
If he wit his kids I'm 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 hoes dred my love, life, and

When you strapped in a circle
No I'm hurt you
Cause the mob put me all of your loopholes
Cause the trigger you
Bust all of you and all of you hoes
When the bruh
betta run shit look at what thugs want
See what drugs
When the gun got you runnin from 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 lick hits and hustle
Try to your muscle
But my criteria over comes yo strategies
Try to a mob out of peas
I can ride on you wit money-t and an amount of
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 on I just put a slug in him
Duggin him and headin hoes off at the pass
up a can of kick ass
Toy wit me loyalty die blast

I roll wit straight leaners
That always carry
And exercising trigger fingers on niggas who come us
Shockin' the world wit young
And we be defeated, even 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 to aim cause it ain't shit to explain
to exchange plenty of paper in the game
To help us remain on top of the world until we go
our thang while y'all niggas just hate and complain in vain
But it'ws still gonna be the we gonna mob forever
And out shine all you bitch ass niggas

(as lib by stokes)