D-12 - Loyalty lyrics

Whoa! Yeah! Ahh! (Motherf**ers think they know us) G-g-g-g Guess who's back? D-Twizze!, O-Twizzie! Doc-Twizzie!, Shady-Twizzie!, slash Aftermath! Fifty cent!, G Unit!, Here we go!, Free Yayo! Motherf**er!, Benzino!, They don't know we finna' blow! Someone better tell them so You don't me, McVay and I doubt if you understand me Why would I give a f** about you if we ain't family? I roll with a chosen few, and those of you that's behind me Witness the most potest' ferocious n***as that rhyme These b**hes turn they back on you, actin' like they ain't did sh** When you rappin' never mix business up with your friendship If you lackin' up in this jungle, then what you breathe for? n***as don't love you, you got habits of breaking street codes Far as static, I automaticly get medieval When I'm after people, then I'll explode you b**hes with see-4 These hoe's, have no insurance, bodies get repo' Making you vanish even when we ain't got our heat close Keepin' .44's where you're hoes are swallowing deep throat If you owe me dough then you know you falling asleep, close n***as pupils that's what I do, I'm foolish will shoot you 'Cause I'm coo-coo, But I don't think n***as can take in heat tho' 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 and crew was loyal to you I don't give a f**, I'm quick to blaze chronic Smoke on so much green, use twelves and supersonic Bizarre pack guns and knives, put to dick to nuns and wife's Now who the f** want to fight? Ain't nobody f**ing with me, Ain't nobody f**ing with the D' They get beat like a M-P You heard about Bizarre taking all them d** You heard about Proof wilding in the clubs You heard about that nine that Eminem packs You diss us, you get you're f**ing face cracked I'm from 7 Mile and stout, I'll shoot up you're house Next day, I'll pee in you're mouth. Aiyyo, loyalty's first, all the bullsh** second I showed you on the record, Cheers to who respect it Most of these n***as neglect it Even though it's a known method From the hectic hood that you slept in You want to' be an exeption That's when the weapon is leaving you're half stepping With that 'caine in you're left hand Obie from a section that'll stain up you're flesh and Have you on bare breast Questionin' you're affection for streets D-Twizzie no question One of the best groups that done it And Obie is their reflection Lil' homey that know sowly that loyalty is reckin' D-Twizzie fo' life, Obie Trice is second Which one of you n***as want to be abolition bump heads When I got a pa**ion for clappin', with one hand Talent's on my roster this mobster's in dump land Send a gangsta to sleep two by two like bunk beds Never leave the crib without packing my black burner On some T. Ali rapper to merk a have murder Incorporated, Hitman Harry is at you're service Reach for me one more gain' and that's closed For life as D12, no ice and spreewells Every night that I chill in, I fight by free-will Knowing I can be k**ed 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 Escorting you're family, I'll torture you're granny For my n***as, I'm on you're motherf**ing porch with a 'Cammy Yo its funny how n***as 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 sh**) these n***as is b**h Pa** me a cigarette quick (sh** 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 Lutenints a snitch) You teminant fick (and we know you ain't finna' do sh**) I'll stick with my clique (The Kon Artis Bomb Artist) Kuniva The Rider (Shooting through you're f**ing Long John garments) Dirty Dozen (We deep in the street) Unbelivable heat, we'll even lay you out in front of the chief of police Muthaf**a' Yeah! D-Twizzie D12, Dirty Dozen Nothing but family up in this motherf**er Loyal to everything that we do You ain't never gonna' catch none of us slippin' by our self 'Cause we always together You know what I'm sayin', Why yall n***as don't know what family means Bugz watching over our a** That's why we still alive know Knocking why yall n***as outta the clubs and sh** Haha! Runyan Av. Baby! Shady Records! Where yo' mamma at n***a?