Loyalty (feat. Lil Los)

Where 're you from homie And what do you claim And don't fuck around and call me essay n.a. 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 abou 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 Loyalty above it all its 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 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 judgement 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 Loyalty above it all its 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, the po po's interceptin No homeboys unaffected, talkin to detectives Can't understand it, how they picked up these habits All you back stabbin faggots, makin Los the madest Motherfuckas in the double C county (Woodie: Antioch!) Gotta clip through these streets with need of clean I gotta bring this thing to a closure Got a protest, smoke ya, like a fat sac of doja But boy, but i told ya like northern exposure Got a high style soldier that's liable to potch ya Packin heatas and hostess' Got me smokin my roachas And the stress is so high It's turning out, it's to toke us It's hard to focus on my life dream When i got the shiesty, haters right behind me I'm likely to snap, react and grab the strap Put on the small spot on my back Ain't no tellin' where i'm at, when i'm hot to react I'll go to a place deep in the bay Where you can't get away from suckaz that are two-faced And it's a damn shame, people turn their back on ya Poppin' like champagne I'm rising bubbles and brains Loyalty above it all its the hardest fact (.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 (.handles his fears.) Watch that homeboy that you'd die for, loyalty disappear (oh. yeah. ye ah.)]