Luyện nghe bài hát Loyal (Version 2)

Young Mula,

I up all last 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 your heart? when she rather have a purse
Why give a bitch your inch? when she have nine
You know how the game go she be mine, half time, I'm the shit, ooh
Nigga, that's that
You all about her, and she all about
Birdman Junior in bitch no flamingos
And done everything but trust these hoes, C.B. fuck wit' me!

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

When I rich want you (Want you babe)
And nigga can't do nothing for ya (Nothin' oh)
Oh these ain't loyal (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 this club, 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

got rich
Took a broke bitch
I can make a bitch rich
But I don't with broke bitches

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

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

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

I rich nigga want 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 ain't 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 hoes ain't loyal (No 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