Luyện nghe bài hát Loyal (Version 2)

Mula, baby

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

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

When I rich nigga you (Want you babe)
And nigga can't do nothing for ya (Nothin' oh)
Oh these hoes ain't (No they ain't)
Whoa hoes ain't loyal
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 know girl, that you came in this with your man
That's a no no
All is in the air
I wanna see you

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

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

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

Come on, come on, why you frontin'?
show me something
When I call her, she gon'
And I bet that bottom dollar she gon'
on, come on, girl why you frontin'?
Baby 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 loyal (Oh no)
Whoa these ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see

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