Luyện nghe bài hát Loyal (West Coast Version)

Young Mula,

I woke up all last
I this hoes ain't right
But you was blowin' up her phone night
But she ain't have a ringer nor her ring on last ooh
Nigga, that's that
Why give a bitch heart? when she rather have a purse
Why give a bitch your 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 her, and she all about hers
Birdman Junior in this bitch no
And I've everything but trust these hoes, C.B. fuck wit' me!

I rich nigga want you
And nigga can do nothing for ya
Oh these hoes loyal
Whoa these ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see
got rich
Took a broke bitch
I can make a broke bitch
But I fuck with broke bitches
Got a white girl some fake titties
I her to the Bay with me
closed, smoking marijuana
Rolling up the bar, molly I'm a
She wanna do drugs, weed, get drunk
She wanna see a trapped
She wanna fuck all the

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

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

Just got
a broke nigga bitch
I can a broke bitch rich
But I don't with broke bitches

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

With Ciroc in the
Ain't no tellin' will I fuck, 'em or will I 'em
That's what they be yelling, I'm a pimp by
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 she was riding in that hooptie
that bitch
I got my own hoe
fuck your
Got my own
Had to put my mink on
Tell that bitch put a back on, Montana

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

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

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