[Hook: Drop Boy Dell]
Ain't too many real n***as outchea left
And fake n***as come a dime a dozen
In this cold world man you gotta watch yo step
Can't even trust my own cousin
These n***as ain't loyal
These n***as ain't loyal
These n***as ain't loyal
These n***as ain't loyal
No no
These n***as ain't loyal
These n***as ain't loyal
These n***as ain't loyal
These n***as ain't loyal
No no

[Verse 1: Taliban Bundy]
Its Taliban motherfucka
These n***as can't keep it silent
They mad they won't play they position
I catch me a body in June and July
I make it back home and be straight before Christmas
I'm staright on these hoes, straight on these n***as that's hanging around me that stay in my business
I lay something down word get around
You going straight to first 48 on a n***a
These n***as be fake, faker than a Rollie that's ticking
You crossing that road you know that you chicken
The last n***a tried it you know what we did him
You can keep hatin' you know I'm that n***a
Yo bitch she young jockin' you know Ima hit her
[Verse: Drop Boy Dell]
These n***as ain't loyal
These n***as ain't loyal
No I ain't smoking cookies witcha man you n***as spoiled
You better get up off yo ass ain't got shit you can borrow
I done made calls too many times no sympathy no sorrow
I'm on my motherfuckin' grind like its no tomorrow
I'm tryna pull up in that Phantom not no Monte Carlo
You know its money over bitches that's just how its gone go
But on a real when shit get real you know call on yo hoe

[Hook]
Ain't too many real n***as outchea left
And fake n***as come a dime a dozen
In this cold world man you gotta watch yo step
Can't even trust my own cousin
These n***as ain't loyal
These n***as ain't loyal
These n***as ain't loyal
These n***as ain't loyal
No no
These n***as ain't loyal
These n***as ain't loyal
These n***as ain't loyal
These n***as ain't loyal
No no
[Verse 3: Gudda Gudda]
L.A.T n***a
These pussy ass n***a ain't loyal, pussy ass n***a ain't trill
When shit hit the fan will these n***as mask up when thr shit get real? (I doubt it)
Young Money Records ima rep it ima shout it
N***a playing wit it then he get leg shower
Da Da Da can't do nothing bout it
A lot of n***as talk tough but they really ain't bout it
I'll murk you something for my blood brother get the chair go straight to hell n***a
Walk up in the Devil's face and give that bitch two shells n***a
Wayne know I'll die for him
Flow know I'll kill for him
T-Streets I love you n***a if I die you in my will homie
That's trill talk, L.A.T my gang n***a
Go and define the word loyal next to it I bet you will see all our names n***a (L.A.T)
It's not about money, It's not about records
It's about royalties
This about family, friends
I am my brother's keeper
Loyalty n***a

[Hook]
Ain't too many real n***as outchea left
And fake n***as come a dime a dozen
In this cold world man you gotta watch yo step
Can't even trust my own cousin
These n***as ain't loyal
These n***as ain't loyal
These n***as ain't loyal
These n***as ain't loyal
No no
These n***as ain't loyal
These n***as ain't loyal
These n***as ain't loyal
These n***as ain't loyal
No no
[Verse 4: Flow]
These n***as ain't loyal
Now n***a go trade in that vest for a dress
Do whatever for cheese I know you a rat
Gotta kill you forgot that you knew my connect
I know you got court
So ima just wait 'till I know that your dressed
And follow you to the highway then I shot you before you get time to confess
Man word on the street is the homie arrest
I think its a rumor don't know if its facts
But ion won't judge him I really won't trust him
Goin fuck wit em 'till i find out if it stamped
Sippin' dirty sprite tryna clean my thoughts
East L.A. is where my weed was brought
You saying he a snitch you believe the nark
But n***a I ain't goin believe no police report
Man my nerves getting bad now I need a gau
I drink red cough syrup cuz I wheeze and cough
If you come up in that water you goin drown my n***a
What the fuck you aspect when you tease a shark?
Boy I'm really in the streets better keep the fork
I go to war with yo clique n***a me and y'all
Middle finger to the pigs I don't eat the pork
Got cutters for the beef you can keep the fork
Man these n***as not loyal not even the hoes
Cuz they'll fuck yo homie just even the score
Could you hold a n***a down if I had to go jouce?
Would you keep the phone on and make sure I got stoke?
I know a lot n***as thought that it was over for Flow
Yeah nail in the coffin and murder she wrote
Now I'm laughing to the bank and I'm tickled pink
You would've showed your true colors if I went up that road
Oh pussy ass n***a

[Hook + Flow interlude]
Like I said I'm home know pussy
Yeah my year n***a, well our year
Flame gang n***a
Flame gang goon gang n***a
Yeah n***a I told you I feel like Bishop n***a I got the juice
Run up on a n***a like, "Riverside motherfucka pow pow pow pow pow
Get fly and go fly n***as
Shout out to the eastside
Flame gang goon gang n***a
Shout out my n***a Bonka yeah
Free all my monsters
M.I.P all the real n***as ya heard me
Yeah from the eastside to the Fifth Ward
Yeah from New Orleans to Bompton n***a
Yeah you know how it go down n***a
Shout out my big brother Capito
My big brother Tunechi Li
My n***a Fee Dawg ya heard me
Yeah n***a got good money but its hood money yeah
Fuck around and put a bag over yo head bitch ass n***a
Pussy ass n***as ain't loyal and some n***as snitchin'
Do your research before you speak first bitch ass n***a
I told y'all

[Outro: Q + Bishop]
Bishop: ...too bad raheem had to die first huh?... its over, everything starts from now, we all go down unless we stay together, ain't no one man above the crew you know that shit
 
Q: bishop, do you hear your self? You, are, fucking GONE… are you high? Like what in the hell is going on with you, you killed raheem man you don’t even care? Shit man… your CRAZY man
 
Bishop: you know what? When you said that last time, I was kinda trippin right, but now… you right, I am crazy, but you know what else?... I, don’t, give a fuck! I DON’T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT YOU, I DON’T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT STEEL AND I DON’T GIVE A FUCK ABOUT RAHEEM either! I don’t give a fuck about myself, look I ain't shit, I ain't never gon be shit, and you less of a man then me so whenever I decide your not shit POW! You memba that PATNA