Luyện nghe bài hát Loyal (Freestyle)

[Intro: Lil Wayne & Chris
MULA, BABY!

(Haha, you it was over?)

[Verse 1: 50
Pretty face tight
motherfucker thick
Need a to evaluate
that's a bad bitch
She a fool for
Thats why she ain't got
Fuck the wrong fool
in love with the wrong bitch
Now i ain't put a song out to tell her she ain't
Better with me bitch he ain't doin nothing for you
you gotta think like a winner to win
How your nigga gonna help you when he in the pen
full of choices, you can choose a better life
Start by the telly we meeting there tonight
I talk to her trynna get her mind
When that head good
Man her future's so

[Hook: Brown]
When a rich nigga you
And your can't do nothing for ya
These hoes ain't
These ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see

2: Tony Yayo]
First trips
Take a to the six
Floor seats the Nicks
I take a broke bitch

[50
These they trouble man that bitch dont love you HA HA
[Tony
If I a fuck about a bitch
I'd always be
I never had no motherfucker to smoke
He raw and she had twins on you
Take half your check and her ass on you

[Hook: Brown]
When a rich nigga you
And your can't do nothing for ya
These hoes ain't
These ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see

[Verse 3: Banks]
Your drop fine
Hit my
I
It ain't personal
It all the time
You'll remember me
But it's only for the
Your out here doing
Thinking gona be nice
So your ain't bout nothing
Than looking for a ride
I ain't heard opinion
Been round the twice
You gon a nigga up
Talkin how you feel me
That ain't shit to brag
You got for everybody
No baby
Im crazy
like we won
Hardly leave
Leave the snotty half fun
I bet you still keep it
Your creeping on you
She ain't keep it

Chris Brown]
When a rich nigga you
And your can't do nothing for ya
hoes ain't loyal
These ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see

4: Kidd Kidd]
Whats the number one when you hop in the whip
Turn location off, while we [?] to the crib
I don't need that outside where I live
Cause I know you got a man and he just who I is
Kidd
I dont em, I dont love em, I dont like em, I dont cuss em, I don't cuff em
I dont hug em, I dont kiss em , I diss em, dismiss em, miss em
I trick are you homie thats a big difference
She into big things big big titties
Big spending big big ballin big pimpin
Her ass to for me to care about her feelings
Been kilt that ho off and she trippin

[Verse 5: Young
He put you in the and a Panamera
He buy you you want but hes never there
Hey you miss me Im everywhere
Follow the sparkles on the and I appear
Attitude rude when we first fucking
Her man play in the NBA and I sell
a rich nigga want you said No!
Now a bitch nigga got you your to go
I make a girl see how good kush blow
said she want a nigga she can cook for
I had no that they label her hood ho
Till Yayo said there I should know

[Verse 5: Chris
on, come on, girl
Why you
show me something
When I her, she gon' leave
And I bet that bottom she gon' cheat
Come on, come on,
Why you
show me something
You done your bread on her
And all for nothing

Chris Brown 2x]
When a rich want you
And your nigga can't do for ya
These hoes ain't
These hoes loyal
Yeah, yeah, let me see