Luyện nghe bài hát Loyalty

[Verse 1: Gudda]
Ok, I'm shining, beaming,
Big timing, stunting and
Dangerous, approach with
If I sneeze, you in a
Chasing paper, we do often
Two bad bitches, thick horses
Let 'em snort at a party
'em stiff like rigormortis

Don't try to race, car got horses
The pint we drink, it costs a
Flow so dope, man, you can't
You can't it, you can't forge it
I got with more in storage
Watch me blossom, me flourish
If you try to touch my
You will feel my chucks like

All my bitches think I'm
Get a massage I'm recording
Single a dollar bill
I am a free man, call me
Come and slob on my knob like on the cob
Check in with me and go and do job

Now lay in the bed and give me head
I don't to ask, I don't have to beg
Yeah, I'm bumping Three Six in the Phantom of the Opera
from Yugoslavia, bake niggas like talapia

LAT, Young mafia
Try but it no stopping us
We back by popular demand
Quit us
Lord Gudda, a nigga
MOB, I'm brazy,
at work, I'm slaving, nigga
Yeah, up, I'm wavy, nigga

and adderall, man, I could walk on water
I got a son, his Jaylen and he want all your daughters
I'm a landmine, got by a landslide, I'm racing, nigga
Cruise control, I'm pacing
Turn around, I'm waving,

2: HoodyBaby]
There's a Glock by my pantsline
Young dread head, throwing gang
I got bands like it's band
Posted up at house, trappin' off the landmine

all that hootin' and hollerin'?
I'm who bring the in
the top, it was botherin'
Now go let mother in
The cocaine Colombia, the chopper is sovereign
Got a house of bricks, you can call it remodelin'

Bitch, grow up, it's head if you swallowin'
Baby, get to geekin', get to and gobblin'
Your friends think I'm bad, they must be for trouble then
It's a party, I be bustin' they bubbles then

Then I hop in the whip, make a on some bricks
My homies say pull up, we came up on a lick
I'm in the ends with the sticks, the revenge of the Crips
Hoe, you know it's OHB, I brought the in this bitch

3: Lil Wayne]
Hoe, you know it's LAT, we almost famous, lil
On our toes and on our feet like Usher Raymond, lil
And you know Lil Wayne is the shit and you and shit
Fat head, long neck she 'bout to strangle dick

I got more bang bang in a than butane in a vic
I got my gang gang in this bitch and you came with a bitch
I got more rain than Prince and more cocaine than Mitch
I got more shit and piss and make more than cents (sense)

She got hips than tits, she got more tricks than tips
She put my name on her tongue and then she her lips
LW, Lil Wayne, to them, to her, that's length and
Kill you for me, she like Jada Pinkett Smith

the return of the Blood, 'bout to turn up and thug
We wan' know who got the chicken and show the the gun
Man, my dirty-ass stripper take a bath in
Make her milk these fuckin' niggas like Cap'n Crunch

Motherfuckers try to test me, I ain't for one
All these karats on me, bitch, I'm Rabbit son
Happy birthday, I got the gift of gab at one
Motherfuckers run they mouth until they cramp tongue

Play pussy, get fucked; ass, get stuck
Playtime is over, that ass is grass and now that get cut
tape and we quackin' up then beat 'em with more bats
Than a vampires and Draculas, ashes to ashes to

just for staring, yellow tape like canaries
We all bite and no talk, my sharks breaking aquarium
Out of the ordinaries and to the art of hustling
When you see them thieves
Know that loyalty's amongst

LAT