Woodie Loyalty текст песни, слова песни Loyalty Woodie
Woodie - Loyalty
Where're you from homie and what do you claim
And don't fuck around and call me ese ene
Cause this is the northern Cali pistol
Packin' Antioch plus swamp
That's doom to give you a kick in the guts
For homeboys snoop and blackbird
Have my click backed up forgot about the Sunday clan
But 50 startin packin down and takin homies out the game
They wasn't what they claimed to be
They think that they back with me
But now when they see me they wanna hang with me
But when I got out back in 96' when I touched down
They was nowhere to be found hibernating out of town
Either that or at their baby's mommas house
Gettin chased
So if you see me, don't break your neck
Y'all gets no respect
With Blackbird on the run, and picked Snoop under the gun
It was just me, Lil Bird, Lil Los and my cousin
Trying to keep the tribe alive
Under 50's watchful eye so we didn't all survive
And there is one thing that I realized
[Chorus:]
Loyalty above it all it's the hardest fact
Just when you thought you knew was going through your homeboy's mind
The funk starts jumping and he can't handle his fears
Watch that homeboy that you'd die for, loyalty disappear
[Woodie:]
I trust my mother and my pit
And count my homies on left my hand
Expect down least from others
So far it has been the best plan
No disappointments, cause stressin is pointless
Crack the top off of an oldie after an oldie and enjoy this
The life that I'm living today in hopes that I'll see tomorrow
Looks that way that these snitches will pay for,
They will never feel my sorrow
They deserve to die, they took all control of lives
Starp 'em down in the shocker, flip the switch and let 'em fry
Why oh why would I want someone to die
I'm just that type of guy, me bein a killa can't deny
And only the lord can pass this judgment upon me
So lies from the government, suck a dick, like ben a tommy
I'm fed up with these bitches and snitches, talkin my business
Got a hit list two pages long, I'll be killin for Christmas
I gotta flip for quickness and do them both, no witnesses
And police I know you're listening to this,
So watch this bullshit. Pig!
[Chorus:]
Loyalty above it all it's the hardest fact
Just when you thought you knew was going through your homeboy's mind
The funk starts jumping and he can't handle his fears
Watch that homeboy that you'd die for, loyalty disappear
[Woodie:]
Lil' Los break 'em off
[Lil' Los:]
Times are getting hectic, my phone calls intercepted
My home boys were defective, talking to detectives
I can't understand it how you picked up these habits
All you back stabbing faggots are making Los the maddest
Motherfucker in in e double c county
Got me creeping through these streets with Nina Calean
I gotta bring this thing to a closure
Gotta approach ya and smoke ya like a fat sack of dosher
My boy wood had told ya in northern exposure
That a hostile soldier is liable to fold ya
Packing heaters in holsters, you got me smoking my roaches
And the stress is so high, it's turning alkies (alcoholics) to tokers
It's hard to focus on my life dreams
When I got these shisty haters right behind me
I likely to snap, react and grab the strap from the small of my back
Ain't no telling where I'm at when I'm high off the yac
I'm from a place deep in the bay
Where you can't get away from suckas that are two faced
And it's a damn shame, giving the town a bad name
Got me popping like champagne at rat's and rival's membranes.
[Chorus: x2]
Loyalty above it all it's the hardest fact (... hardest fact...)
Just when you thought you knew was going through your homeboy's mind
(Ooh... yeah... yeah...)
The funk starts jumping and he can't handle his fears (... handle his fears...)
Watch that homeboy that you'd die for, loyalty disappear (oh... yeah... ye ah...)
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