D12, Obie Trice - Loyalty lyrics
[D12, Obie Trice - Loyalty lyrics]
Mike Strange welcome to Our World
Turn your CD's up!
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
You don't know 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 habit's 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 your 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
Be taking heed though 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
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
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 your fucking face cracked
I'm from 7 Mile and Stout
I'll shoot up your house
Next day, I'll pee in your mouth
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 half steppin'
With that 'caine in your left hand
Obie from a section that'll stain
Up your flesh and have you on bed rest
Questioning your 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
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
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
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'll dump lead
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 your family
I'll torture your granny for my niggas
I'm on your motherfucking porch with a Cammy
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
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
Yo, it's funny how niggas get caught
Alone And get bombed on
Knock your teeth in back of your
Throat And break your jaw bone
I'm on ignorant shit these niggas is bitch
Pass me a cigarette quick Shit
Is finna get thick
Your man'll get split By a
Brutal and critical hit
With identical dents Or bullets
With identical prints
I'm wishing you if You come
Your Lieutenant's a snitch
Your timid and sick And we know
You ain't finna do shit
I'll stick with my clique The Kon Artis
Bomb Artist
Kuniva, The Rida Shooting through your
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 police motherfucker
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
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
Yeah! D Twizzie d12, Dirty Dozen
Nothing but family up in this motherfucker
Loyal to everything that we do
You ain't never gonna catch none
Of us slipping by ourself
Cause we always together
You know what I'm saying
Y'all niggas don't know what family means
Bugz watching over our ass
That's why we still alive now
Knocking y'all niggas out of
The clubs and shit haha! Runyon Ave Baby!
Shady Records! Haha!
Where your momma at, nigga?
Turn your CD's up!
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
You don't know 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 habit's 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 your 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
Be taking heed though 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
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
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 your fucking face cracked
I'm from 7 Mile and Stout
I'll shoot up your house
Next day, I'll pee in your mouth
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 half steppin'
With that 'caine in your left hand
Obie from a section that'll stain
Up your flesh and have you on bed rest
Questioning your 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
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
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
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'll dump lead
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 your family
I'll torture your granny for my niggas
I'm on your motherfucking porch with a Cammy
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
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
Yo, it's funny how niggas get caught
Alone And get bombed on
Knock your teeth in back of your
Throat And break your jaw bone
I'm on ignorant shit these niggas is bitch
Pass me a cigarette quick Shit
Is finna get thick
Your man'll get split By a
Brutal and critical hit
With identical dents Or bullets
With identical prints
I'm wishing you if You come
Your Lieutenant's a snitch
Your timid and sick And we know
You ain't finna do shit
I'll stick with my clique The Kon Artis
Bomb Artist
Kuniva, The Rida Shooting through your
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 police motherfucker
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
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
Yeah! D Twizzie d12, Dirty Dozen
Nothing but family up in this motherfucker
Loyal to everything that we do
You ain't never gonna catch none
Of us slipping by ourself
Cause we always together
You know what I'm saying
Y'all niggas don't know what family means
Bugz watching over our ass
That's why we still alive now
Knocking y'all niggas out of
The clubs and shit haha! Runyon Ave Baby!
Shady Records! Haha!
Where your momma at, nigga?
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