Luyện nghe bài hát Friends

I thought I had a lot of partnas, but I've got some
I can't depend on my niggaz, I put my faith up in my shotgun
Rolling around in my '78, reminiscing on the
16 old trying to get into Boomerang, smelling all our lil cash
Now it's like we never knew eachother, motherfuckers act
It's like got intentions, on putting bullets up in my brain
Why can't look me in my eyes no mo'
Even though I miss my T. Jones, at mama ain't gotta to cry no mo'
I done seen my nigga get rich, the hood, make a lot of rich friends
But try to come to the po' partnas, when all the richness end
Tell him to come watch me perform, but they go, and if I'm
and I need a ride, they say they coming but they don't show
Picture me down the feeter, everybody masking me up
Oh good it's that nigga from the hood, chunking a deuce me up
That's alright though, I gotta make a top flight hoe, and thinking
When I get I want no nobody, but a Benjamin cause uh

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Friends just ain't no more
Ain't no love, cause money is all we
Friends ain't friends no more
I don't you motherfuckers round me

Most of these hoes say they your friend, but really ain't down
Cause when you broke and got no ends, them same hoes come round
The main hoes that talk down, most friends turn to
That's just the way it go down, that's why I stay pounds
Cause Mary don't change she stay the same, help maintain
And ease the pain, free from the bullshit people bring
Cause the world is full of evil
That's why I stay one deep, these niggaz and these hoes
I be solo on my creep, no one in the passenger

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First he's riding high, now he busting 10's
Watch you go from homie to foe, then try to come again
There ain't no returning with the fuck shit, that's why I murder with one
These fake ass G's I'm done with, my shit for one sill
But you down to the ground bitch, bitch you ain't down with
Just another fake friend, to chop the Benz
Helping to my ends, looking for a win
Lying with a grin, trying to back in

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Remember in '97, we was living it up
If they had it and we wanted it, they was it up
Through it together, I think we wrote our first song together
Matter of fact, we our first zone together
Look at you now oh you a rich nigga, thinking that you running
But you ain't running a damn thang but your mouth, you's a bitch nigga
Going against the grain, cause you done made a lil
But I can't flip the script get rich, I gotta remain the same
I had of us balling together, pulling up at the Past at New Orleans
Together, everyday all day shot calling together, but now I'm only solo
Don't get it twisted I still got love for my niggaz, but I don't fuck em no mo'
Cause everybody want me to do, what they me to do
And they want me to do it, but I'd stay full of embalming fluid
But you know what you can do for me, me a whole lot of leave me alone
Cause the partna I got left, got 17 partnas of his own and uh

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