Luyện nghe bài hát Loyalty

an' Dre, uh
Terror Squad,
all gonna laugh at ya, haha
They're all gonna at ya

Yeah, uh,
(Yo, oh, God)

(Feedin' you, you)
Yo
(Feedin' you, you)

Yo, uh, yo, call me the JV
That means I own two ventures an' two different labels
Niggas that pay me
Been in this game for nine
nine reasons why I'm expired the rhyme beefin'
Y'all is rappin' ass backwards

I left twenty spots since this rap shit
All yo lo que pasa contigo
Mad 'cause I'm the only reppin' our people
When I came in game, no one wanted the job
All of a sudden, niggas like they wanna go hard

Spittin' 'bout the Squad, try an' shittin' the God
This ain't no shit, blow up your kids in the car
An' since you wanna act like you livin' a
I'll hit you with more than Bruce Lee got
In a of Fury'

Bitch niggas, but snitch niggas
Today you on my dick, tomorrow you on his
Got from the Squad, can't afford another car
Where's your house at? I you're livin' with your moms
(Livin' with moms)
Blane nigga, better in your place
Keep talkin', a flame in your face, motherfucker

Yo, yo, this comparison, the Geddy is God
'Cause even you never seen me
I been put fear in your
An' I'm like a Mulo, it theme
Skip bullets of your Coogi beam before you knew you seen

Yeah, I'm nice an' I care if you know
all you really need to understand is
How hard I'm with Joe
An' the streets is no for late bloomers
Just gangsta niggas, an' bitches
That meant to spread

Listen, I'm from the were the gun shoot rabid
Front if you want but don't think we don't shoot
I'm what some might consider a
I move at night
Plus I'm the type to play a nigga close

I'm the ultimate, high consulted, rhyme
I write dope, spit dust an' shit cocoa
This is you dicks need to act, knowledge
Or get the smacked outta ya fat cabbage

Don't ask why we act
We just killas an'
Niggas wit mad talent that still in drugs
I only rap now to speak to the
They say the Squad feed 'em the beef
So we gonna feed 'em the

My nine milly blaze an' hit like Willy Mays
Since my kiddy
Grew up thugs who were really crazed
no silly games, right here be the truth
150 proof, whoever, I'm to you

They me Prospect, I'm one in a mil'
One of the real, I rap but I still put a gun in your
I'm the reason why I catch you your car breezin' by
your Iceberg team
You look when the light green

You're scared to death, don't me have to air at ya chest
Or tear ya flesh for actin' I carin' whats left
Anyone can get it in a minute, give it some
I'm this rhyme
Let my nine get in your spine, sit an'

Get so mad, an' rewind
So I can see what I did an' just slide
To the next level, hop on the bike an' pedal
Bustin' at your best rebel, who runnin' to test

Let me get settled, lay my mom down in this
For niggas kinda refrain, I 'em down in the train
'Bout it the same, my cousins up in the Benz
Big, G Psycho an' E, y'all what this is

Yo, yo, the T E a R, a, a R, a O, R Squad
So you know I gotta be bitch Remy Mar
With Armageddon an' nigga Joe, the God
Tony an' motherfuckin' Prospect
Straight out the

A forest, where they for mil's an' they blast the steel
But I'm from murda Castle Hill
I got a big ass burner but I'll slash grill
Yo' don't got no status, don't want no
They knew you was loco toto an' I no Spanish

All I know is how to back an' aim for the cabbage
An' on bustin' 'til the bitch brain splatter
Aan' the kids won't matter when the crib's on
What you spit don't matter 'cause this on fire
An' I won't stop rockin' 'til I
Any bitch disagree is a goddamn

Yeah, uh, Terror Squad, nigga
Loyalty, what it mean to you
How many a y'all is loyal?
All these Benedict Arnold
Switch sidin' niggas, ya

Nigga, I this whole rap shit out the window
In a sec, ya Joe Crack, the Don Diggler
The savior, Caesar, the is mine, nigga
We ride, who wanna test the launcher, ya see 'em?

Uh, haha, feedin' you, feedin' you, you
Make your move, baby,
up, baby, they're all gonna laugh at ya
Woo, BX