Luyện nghe bài hát Friends

I thought I had a lot of partnas, but I've got some
Since I can't depend on my niggaz, I put my up in my shotgun
Rolling in my '78, reminiscing on the past
16 old trying to get into Boomerang, smelling all our lil cash
Now it's we never knew eachother, motherfuckers act strange
It's they got intentions, on putting bullets up in my brain
Why they look me in my eyes no mo'
Even though I my T. Jones, at least mama ain't gotta to cry no mo'
I done seen my nigga get rich, leave the hood, make a lot of rich
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
Stranded and I need a ride, say they coming but they don't show
Picture me walking the feeter, everybody masking me up
Oh good it's that nigga the hood, chunking a deuce passing me up
That's alright though, I make a top flight hoe, smoking and thinking
I get I want no nobody, but a Benjamin Franklin cause uh

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

Most of hoes say they your friend, but they really ain't down
Cause when you broke and got no ends, same hoes don't come round
The main hoes that down, most friends turn to foes
That's just the way it go down, that's why I stay blowing
Cause Mary Jane don't change she the same, help maintain
And ease the pain, free from the bullshit people bring
Cause the world is of evil mayn
That's why I one deep, fuck 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 back again
There ain't no returning the fuck shit, that's why I murder with one click
fake ass G's I'm done with, selling my shit for one sill
But claiming you down to the bitch, bitch you ain't down with
Just another friend, trying to chop the Benz
Helping to plead my ends, for a win
Lying with a grin, to sneak back in

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Remember back in '97, we was it up
If they had it and we wanted it, they was it up
Through it wrong together, I think we our first song together
Matter of fact, we smoked our first zone
Look at you now oh you a rich nigga, thinking that you thangs
But you ain't running a thang but your mouth, cause 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 visions of us balling together, 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 for my niggaz, but I don't fuck with em no mo'
Cause everybody want me to do, what want me to do
And want me to do it, but I'd rather stay full of embalming fluid
But you know what you can do for me, give me a whole lot of leave me
Cause the only I got left, got 17 partnas of his own and uh

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