ฟังเพลงLoyalty (Explicit)

Whoa! Yeah! Ahh! （MuthaFuckas think they know us）

G-g-g-g Guess whos back? D-Twizze!, O-Trizzie!

Doc-Drizzie!, Shade-Slizzie!, slash Aftermath!

Fiftycent!, G Unit!, Here we go!, Free Yayo!

Muthafucka!, Benzino!, They dont know we finna blow!

Someone betta tell them so. . .

You dont me, McVay and I doubt if you understand me

Why would I give a fuck about you if we aint family?

I roll with a chosen few, and those of you thats behind me

Witness the most potest furocious *****s that rhyme

These bitches turn they back on you, actin like they aint did shit

When you rappin never mix bussiness up with your friendship

If you lackin up in this jungle, then what you breathe fo?

*****ss dont love you, you got habits of breaking street codes

Far as static, I automaticly get medieval

When im after people, then ill explode you bitches with C-4

These hoes, have no insurance, bodies get repo

Making you vanish even when we aint got our heat close

Keepin .44s where youre hoes are swallowing deep throat

If you owe me dough then you know you falling asleep, close

*****s pupils thats what I do, im foolish will shoot you

Cuz im coo-coo, But I dont think *****s can take in heat tho

Chours x2

See im a man, and a man gon do what he gotta do

And he aint really family if he aint loyal to you

If they was really soldiers then they would do what we do

And be loyal to crew and crew was loyal to you

I dont give a fuck, im quick to blaze chronic

Smoke on so much green, use twelves and supa-sonic

Bizarre pack guns and knives, put to dick to Nuns and Wifes

Now who the fuck want to fight?

Aint nobody fucking with me, Aint nobody fucking with the D

They get beat like a M-P

You heard about Bizarre taking all them drugs

You heard about Proof wiling in the clubs

You heard about that nine that Eminem packs

You diss us, you get youre fucking face cracked

Im from 7 Mile and stout, Ill shoot up youre house

Next day, ill pee in youre mouth. .

Aiyyo, loyaltys first, all the bullshit second

I showed you on the record, Cheers to who respect it

Most of these *****s neglect it

Even though its a known method

From the hectic hood that you slept in

You wanna be an exeption

Thats when the weapon is leaving youre half stepping

With that caine in youre left hand

Obie from a section thatll stain up youre flesh and

Have you on bare breast

Questionin youre affection for streets

D-Twizzie no question

One of the best groups that done it

And Obie is their reflection

Lil homey that know sowly that loyalty is reckin

D-Twizzie fo life, Obie Trice is second. .

Chours x2

Which one of you *****s wanna be ?boltion? bump heads

When I got a passion for clappin. . .with one hand

Talents on my roster this mobsters 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 T. Ali rapper to merk a have murda

Incorporated, Hitman Herry is at youre service

Reach for me one more gain and thats closed

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 liecense to ill

We lost Bugz and ill be damed if we loose another man from our clan

Without forcing our hand

Estorting youre family, ill torture youre granny

For my *****s, im on youre motherfucking porch with a Cammy

Chours x2

Yo its funny how *****s get caught along （and get bombed on）

Knocking teeth in back of youre throat （and break youre jaw bone）

（Im on ignorant shit） these *****s is bitch

Pass me a cigarrete quick （shit is finna get thick）

Yo man ill get split （by a brutal and critical hit）

With identical dent （or bullets with identical prints）

Im wishing you if （you come youre Lutenints a snitch）

You teminant fick （and we know you aint finna do shit）

Ill stick with my clique （The Kon Artist Bomb Artist）

Kuniva The Rida （Shooting through youre fucking Long John garmets）

Dirty Dozen （We deep in the street）

Unbelivable heat, well even lay you out infront of the chief of police

Muthafucka

Chours x2

Yeah! D-Twizzie

D12, Dirty Dozen

Nothing but family up in this muthafucka

Loyal to everything that we do

You aint neva gonna catch none of us slippin by ourself

Cuz we always together

You know what im sayin . .

Yall *****s dont know what family means

Bugz watching over our ass

Thats why we still alive know

Knocking yall *****s outta the clubs and shit

Haha! Runyan Av. Baby!

Shady Records!

Where yo mamma at *****?