Luyện nghe bài hát Loyal (Version 2)

Young Mula,

I woke up all last
I know this hoes ain't
But you was up her phone last night
But she have a ringer nor her ring on last night ooh
Nigga, that's that
Why give a bitch heart? when she rather have a purse
Why give a bitch your inch? she rather have nine
You know how the game go she be mine, 'bout time, I'm the shit, ooh
Nigga, that nerve
You all her, and she all about hers
Birdman Junior in this bitch no
And done everything but trust these 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
Just got
Took a broke bitch
I can make a bitch rich
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 wanna do drugs, weed, get drunk
She see a nigga trapped
She fuck all the rappers

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

girl 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 bitch with your man
a no no girl
All is in the air
I see you dance

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

When I rich nigga you (Want you babe)
And your nigga can't do for ya (No nothin' no)
Oh these hoes loyal (Oh no)
Whoa these ain't loyal
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, let me see

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

Come on, come on, girl why you
Baby show me
When I her, she gon' leave
And I bet that bottom she gon' cheat
Come on, on, girl why you frontin'?
Baby me something
You spent bread on her
And it's all for

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

When I rich nigga you (Want you babe)
And nigga can't do nothing for ya (Oh)
Oh hoes 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 hoes ain't loyal