Loyal lyrics - G-Unit

[Lil Wayne & Chris Brown:]

YOUNG MULA, BABY!

(Haha, you thought it was over?)

G-g-g-g-g-g G-UNIT

[50 Cent:]

Pretty face tight waste, that motherfucker thick

I need a second to evaluate, yeah that's a bad bitch

She a fool for love, that's why she ain't got shit

Fuck with the wrong fool, fell in love with the wrong bitch

Now I ain't put a song out to tell her she ain't loyal

Better fuck with me bitch he ain't doin nothing for you

Baby you gotta think like a winner to win

How your nigga gonna help you when he stuck in the pen

Lifes full of choices, you can choose a better life

Start by choosing the telly we meeting there tonight

I talk to her trynna get her mind right

When that head gettin good, man her future's so bright

[Chris Brown:]

When a rich nigga want you

And your nigga can't do nothing for ya

These hoes ain't loyal

These hoes ain't loyal

Yeah, yeah, let me see

[Tony Yayo:]

First class trips

Take a boat to the six

Floor seats with the Knicks

I take a broke nigga bitch

[50 Cent:]

These hoes they trouble man

That bitch don't love you HA HA

[Tony Yayo:]

If I gave a fuck about a bitch, I'd always be broke

I never had no motherfucker sour to smoke

He went raw and she had twins on you

Take half your check and her ass spittin on you

[Chris Brown:]

When a rich nigga want you

And your nigga can't do nothing for ya

These hoes ain't loyal

These hoes ain't loyal

Yeah, yeah, let me see

[Lloyd Banks:]

Your drop dead fine, hit my line, I decline

It ain't nothing personal, it happens all the time

You'll remember me forever, but it's only for the night

You're out here doing wrong, thinking karma gona be nice

So your girls ain't bout nothing, then you're looking for a ride

I ain't heard every opinion, been round the world twice

You gon hold a nigga up, talkin how you feel about me

That ain't shit to brag about, you got love for everybody

No thanks baby, I'm bank crazy

Party like we won, hardly leave alone

Leave the snotty ones have fun, I bet you still keep it spoil

Your Queen creeping on you, she ain't keep it loyal

[Chris Brown:]

When a rich nigga want you

And your nigga can't do nothing for ya

These hoes ain't loyal

These hoes ain't loyal

Yeah, yeah, let me see

[Kidd Kidd:]

What's the number one rule when you hop in the whip

Change your __cpLocation off, Fly a G to the crib

I don't need that nigga outside where I live

Cause I know you got a man and he know just who I is

Kidd Kidd, I don't wife em, I don't love em, I don't like em

I don't trust em, I don't cuff em, I don't hug em, I don't kiss em

I diss em, dismiss em, don't miss em

I trick are you tricking homie that's a big difference

She into big things big chains big titties

Big spending big business big ballin big pimpin

Her ass to fake for me to care about real feelings

Been kilt that ho off and she still trippin

[Young Buck:]

He put you in the penthouse and a Panamera

He buy you everything you want but hes never there

Hey you can't miss me I'm everywhere

Follow the sparkles on the bottles and I appear

Attitude kinda rude when we first fucking (You Know)

Her man play in the NBA and I sell dope (Coke!)

When a rich nigga want you said No! (Remember?)

Now a bitch nigga got you your ready to go (Fasho!)

I make a good girl see how good kush blow (Smoke!)

Shawty said she want a nigga she can cook for (What's up?)

I had no idea that they label her hood ho (Aw!)

Till Yayo said there something I should know

[Chris Brown:]

Come on, come on, girl, why you fronting?

Baby show me something

When I call her, she gon' leave

And I bet that bottom dollar she gon' cheat

Come on, come on, girl, why you fronting?

Baby show me something

You done spent your bread on her

And it's all for nothing

When a rich nigga want you

And your nigga can't do nothing for ya

These hoes ain't loyal

These hoes ain't loyal

Yeah, yeah, let me see

When a rich nigga want you

And your nigga can't do nothing for ya

These hoes ain't loyal

These hoes ain't loyal

Yeah, yeah, let me see