D12 ft Obie Trice - Loyalty | Текст песни

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[Intro: Bizarre]
Mic Strings
Welcome to Our World
Turn your CD's up!

[Eminem]
WOOO!!!!! Yeah! AAAAAAHHHH!!!! (Motherfuckers think they know us)
Guess who's back? D-Twizzie! O-Trizzy!
Doc-Drizzy! Shady-Twizzie slash Aftermath!
50 cent! G-Unit! Here we go! Free Yayo!
Motherfuck a Benzino! They don't know we finna blow!
Someone better tell them so

[Verse 1: Swifty McVay]
You don't McVay and I doubt if you understand me
Why would I give a fuck about you if we ain't family?
I roll with a chosen few and those of you that's behind me
Witness the most coldest, ferocious niggas that rhyme
These bitches turn they back on you, acting like they ain't did shit
When you rapping never mix business up with your friendship
If you lacking up in this jungle, then what you breathe for?
Niggas's don't love you, you got habits of breaking street codes
Far as static, I automatically get medieval
When I'm after people, then I'll explode you bitches with C-4
These hoes have no insurance, bodies get repo'
Making you vanish even when we ain't got our heat close
Keeping .44's where you're hoes are swallowing deep throat
If you owe me dough then you know you falling asleep, close
Niggas pupils that's what I do, I'm foolish will shoot you
Cuz' I'm coo-coo, but I don't think niggas can take in heed though

[Hook: Kon Artis] (2X)
See I'm a man, and a man gon' do what he gotta do
And he ain't really family if he ain't loyal to you
If they was really soldiers then they would do what we do
And be loyal to crew when crew was loyal to you

[Verse 2: Bizarre]
I don't give a fuck, I'm quick to blaze chronic
Smoke on so much green, you swear I was a supersonic
Bizarre pack guns and knives, put to dick to nuns and wives
Now who the fuck want to fight?
Ain't nobody fucking with me, Ain't nobody fucking with the D
They get beat like a M-P
You heard about Bizarre taking all them drugs
You heard about Proof wilding in the clubs
You heard about that nine that Eminem packs
You diss us, you get you're fucking face cracked
I'm from 7 Mile and stout, I'll shoot up you're house
Next day, I'll pee in you're mouth

[Verse 3: Obie Trice]
Ayo, loyalty's first, all the bullshit second
I showed you on the record, Cheers to who respect it
Most of these niggas neglect it
Even though it's a known method
From the hectic hood that you slept in
You wanna be an exception
That's when the weapon is leaving you're half stepping
With that 'caine in you're left hand
Obie from a section that'll stain up you're flesh and
Have you on bed breast
Questioning you're affection for streets
D-Twizzie no question
One of the best groups that done it
And Obie is their reflection
Lil homie that know soley that loyalty is reppin'
D-Twizzie for life, Obie Trice is second

[Hook] (2X)

[Verse 4: Proof]
Which one of you niggas wanna be bulsh' and bump heads
When I got a passion for clapping... with one hand
Talent's on my roster this mobster's in dump land
Send a gangsta to sleep two by two like bunk beds
Never leave the crib without packing my black burner
On some Chi Ali rapper to murk and have murder
Incorporated, Hitman Harry is at your service
Reach for me one more gain' and that's curtains
For life as D12, no ice and spreewells
Every night that I chill in, I fight by free-will
Knowing I can be killed
Leaving my group, pieces of proof
With a reason to shoot and a license to ill
We lost Bugz and I'll be damned if we loose another man from our clan
Without forcing our hand
Extorting you're family, I'll torture you're granny
For my niggas, I'm on y

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