Twista - Loyalty lyrics

[Toxic] Saw a little motherf**er and y'all was ready to bend Left the mob for something petty but then fetti got thin Now you back where you begin while I'm livin on ten Got inns sittin in a Benz wit rims sippin on Hen Wit Stokes, Twist, and Mayze while you broke b**h I'm paid Should of stayed but betrayed look at the cheddar you could have made You started with the mob thought you was harder than the mob But ain't no one motherf**er larger than this mob Swear to god, for y'all C-Wall ain't got love No only one that's gonna be on you side is this hot slug For the dead and locked I'm throwin my mob up co*k and bust to all y'all b**hes die for crossin us [Liffy Stokes] I smell some b**h n***as amongst us, now they gone And when you see me on the streets be strapped cause I'm at you dome And that's wit or without a mask on, cause I'mma blast on sight Even if it's in traffic in broad daylight The only way you live if it don't spray right But you out your d**h wish so if I miss you'll be facin barrels by midknight And that's on these four fingers I hold high Anybody who crosses my mobsta family they die I hollered at my boy James to bless me wit some mo' thangs A mobstaz hard to k** like stopping off of c**aine I'm leavin out sweated no dynasty clicks crushin b**hes wit this n***a your songs ain't sh**, they can't even fade our skits eat a dick [Hook] n***a cross the mob so what's up In every destination retaliation gotta f** 'em up n***a cross the mob so what's up In every destination retaliation gotta get 'em up sh** are y'all about ready to die for this fetti f** everyting that's petty Down to do dirt lets put in work Stay together whether we rappin of slangin ye together Get the paper but don't cross the mob and get hurt loyalty's first [Traxster] When everything was all good y'all n***as threw the wall up But when the sh** hit the fan I watch you b**hes ball up Now you time is all up, f** who you call up My n***as all bust, my k**as all nuts What the f** you call us, what you say about C-Wall Playa hatin how we ball, n***a we'll be to see y'all And you mob gonna end up the same homie, put this pain on you No love my slugs got them thugs name on 'em If he wit his kids I'm blow his brains on 'em, put the chains on 'em Go insane on em', guess he done wit that work range on em Rain over, so n***a respect my mob like royalty 'Till I'm dead y'all hoes dred my love, life, and loyalty [Twista] When you come strapped in a circle No I'm finna hurt you Cause the mob put me peeped all of your loopholes Cause the trigger work you Bust all of you b**hes and all of you hoes When the bruh come Thugs betta run sh** look at what thugs want See what d** done When held the gun got you runnin from a loved one Thought you was down to die but you been found to lie So f** you can't trust you, gotta bust you Crush you now you can't lick hits and hustle Try to flex your muscle But my criteria gotta over comes yo strategies Try to make a mob out of peas I can ride on you wit Money-T and an amount of cheese Plus I had a lot of bud in 'em I get mad at the budgin' 'em Whippin out the stud in 'em But I ain't even studying If again and it's on I just put a slug in him Duggin him dead and headin hoes off at the pa** Open up a can of kick a** Toy wit me loyalty die quick blast [Maze] I roll wit straight mobsta leaners That always carry beamers And exercising trigger fingers on n***as who come between us Shockin' the world wit young slingers And we can't be defeated, even if you triple team us Cause this game got my mod deranged if you in pain Kamokaze like my n***a Lo if we loose to you man So ready to aim cause it ain't sh** to explain Shots to exchange plenty of paper in the game To help us remain on top of the world until we go bang Doin our thang while y'all n***as just hate and complain in vain But it'ws still gonna be the same we gonna mob forever And out shine all you b**h a** n***as together [Hook] (as lib by Liffy Stokes)