Loyalty – D12 – letras

[Bizarre]Mic stringsWelcome to our worldTurn your cd’s up[Eminem]Whoa! Yeah! Ahhhhhh! (Muthafuckas think they know us)G-g-g-g guess who’s back?D-Twizzy, O-Twizzy, Doc-Twizzy, Shady-Twizzy, Slash Aftermath50 Cent, G-Unit, here we go, free YayoMuthafucka Benzino, they don’t know we finna blowSomeone better tell them so[Swifty]You don’t me, McVay and I doubt if you understand meWhy 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 meWitness the most potest ferocious niggas that rhymeThese bitches turn they back on you, actin’ like they ain’t did shitWhen you rappin’ never mix business up with your friendshipIf you lackin’ up in this jungle, then what you breathe fo’?Niggas’ don’t love you, you got habits of breaking street codesFar as static, I automatically get medievalWhen I’m after people, then I’ll explode you bitches with C-4These hoe’s, have no insurance, bodies get repo’Making you vanish even when we ain’t got our heat closeKeepin’ 44’s where you’re hoes are swallowing deep throatIf you owe me dough then you know you falling asleep, closenigga’s pupils that’s what I do, I’m foolish will shoot you’cause I’m coo-coo, but I don’t think niggas can take in heat though’CHORUS 2x [Kon Artist]See I’m a man, and a man gon’ do what he gotta doAnd he ain’t really family if he ain’t loyal to youIf they was really soldiers then they would do what we doAnd be loyal to crew and crew was loyal to you[Bizarre]I don’t give a fuck, I’m quick to blaze chronicSmoke on so much green, use twelve’s and supersonicBizarre pack guns and knives, put to dick to nuns and wivesNow who the fuck want to fight?Ain’t nobody fucking with meAin’t nobody fucking with the D’They get beat like a M-PYou heard about Bizarre taking all them drugsYou heard about Proof wiling in the clubsYou heard about that nine that Eminem packsYou diss us, you get you’re fucking face crackedI’m from 7 Mile and stout, I’ll shoot up you’re houseNext day, I’ll pee in you’re mouth[Obie Trice]Aiyo, loyalty’s first, all the bullshit secondI showed you on the record, Cheers to who respect itMost of these niggas neglect itEven though it’s a known methodFrom the hectic hood that you slept inYou wanna be an exceptionThat’s when the weapon is leaving you’re half steppingWith that cane in you’re left handObie from a section that’ll stain up you’re flesh andHave you on bare breastQuestionin’ you’re affection for streetsD-Twizzy no questionOne of the best groups that done itAnd Obie is their reflectionLil’ homie that know sowly that loyalty is reckin’D-Twizzy for life, Obie Trice is secondChorus[Proof]Which one of you niggas wanna be ?boltion? bump headsWhen I got a passion for clappin’, with one handTalent’s on my roster this mobster’s in dump landSend a gangsta to sleep two by two like bunk bedsNever leave the crib without packing my black burnerOn some T. Ali rapper to murk a have murdaIncorporated, Hitman Herry is at you’re serviceReach for me one more gain’ and that’s closedFor life as D12, no ice and spree wellsEvery night that I chill in, I fight by free willKnowing I can be killedLeaving my group, pieces of proof with a reason to shootAnd a license to illWe lost Bugz and I’ll be damned if we loose another man from our clanwithout forcing our handExtorting you’re family, I’ll torture you’re grannyFor my niggas I’m on you’re motherfucking porch with a CammyChorus[Kuniva & Kon Artis]Yo it’s funny how niggas get caught along (and get bombed on)Knocking teeth in back of you’re throat (and break you’re jaw bone)(I’m on ignorant shit) these niggas is bitchPass me a cigarette quick (shit is finna’ get thick)Yo’ man I’ll get split (by a brutal and critical hit)With identical dent (or bullets with identical prints)I’m wishing you if (you come you’re Lieutenants a snitch)You teminant fick (and we know you ain’t finna’ do shit)I’ll stick with my clique (The Kon Artist Bomb Artist)Kuniva The Rida’ (Shooting through you’re fucking Long John garments)Dirty Dozen (We deep in the street)Unbelievable heat, we’ll even lay you out in front of the chief of policeMuthafuckaChorus[Kon Artist]Yeah! D-Twizzy (Ha)D12, Dirty DozenNothing but family up in this muthafucka’Loyal to everything that we doYou ain’t neva gonna catch none of us slippin’ by ourself’cause we always togetherYou know what I’m sayin’?Y’all niggas don’t know what family meansBugz watching over our assThat’s why we still alive knowKnocking y’all niggas outta the clubs and shitHaha! Runyon Ave. baby! (Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah!)Shady Records!Where yo’ mamma at nigga?