Luyện nghe bài hát Loyal (East Coast version)

Young Mula,

I woke up all night
I know this hoes ain't
But you was blowin' up her phone last
But she ain't a ringer nor her ring on last night ooh
Nigga, that's that
Why a bitch your heart? when she rather have a purse
Why give a your inch? when she rather have nine
You how the game go she be mine, 'bout half time, I'm the shit, ooh
Nigga, that's nerve
You all about her, and she all hers
Birdman Junior in this bitch no
And I've done everything but trust these hoes, C.B. wit' me!

When I rich want you
And your nigga can do for ya
Oh these hoes loyal
Whoa these ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see
Just got
Took a nigga bitch
I can make a bitch rich
But I don't fuck broke bitches
Got a girl with some fake titties
I took her to the Bay me
Eyes closed, smoking
Rolling up the bar, molly I'm a
She wanna do drugs, weed, get drunk
She wanna see a trapped
She fuck all the rappers

When I rich nigga you (Want you babe)
And your nigga do nothing for ya (Nothin' oh)
Oh these hoes loyal (No they ain't)
Whoa these hoes ain't
Yeah, yeah, let me see

Black with a big booty
If she a bad bitch, get to it (Right away)
We up in club, bring me the bottles
I girl, that you came in this bitch with your man
That's a no no
All is in the air
I wanna see you

got rich
Took a broke nigga
I can make a broke rich
But I fuck with broke bitches

I rich nigga want you (Want you babe)
And your nigga can't do nothing for ya (No no)
Oh these hoes ain't (Oh no)
Whoa these hoes loyal
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, let me see

With in the system?
no tellin' will I fuck, 'em or will I diss 'em
That's what be yelling, I'm a pimp by blood
No relation, I don't chase 'em, I 'em
LVs, Hermes,
Them hoes ain't loyal, they
me to the game, now I'm on my duty
Put it her in the Lotus she was in that hooptie
fuck that
I got my own hoe
your weed
Got my own
Had to put my back on
Tell bitch put a ring back on, Montana

Come on, on, girl why you frontin'?
Baby show me
When I call her, she gon'
And I bet that bottom dollar she gon'
Come on, come on, girl why you
Baby me something
You spent bread on her
And all for nothing

When I rich want you (Want you babe)
And your nigga do nothing for ya (Can't do nothin' for you)
Oh these ain't loyal (Oh no)
Whoa these hoes loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see

When I rich nigga you (Want you babe)
And nigga can't do nothing for ya (Oh)
Oh these hoes loyal (No they ain't)
Whoa these hoes ain't
Yeah, yeah, let me see
Yeah, let me see
Yeah, let me see
Let me see
Oh these ain't loyal