Luyện nghe bài hát Associates

Ain't no such things as only associates
So if you run up on me I'm my gun out of my holster bitch
I don't like watching my back so when I bust I'm a unload the
But I'd rather expect you just me the respect I'm suppose to get
shit

All my niggas is gone my damn bitch cut
I got sum shit on my
Did love me or what?
I'm one deep with my chrome I ain't giving a fuck
If I got to do alone fuck it that's wassup
They say lonely at the top an you
Gon' see who real friends
No more fo doors I'm riding a coop
it moving ain't focused on shit but not losing
If you don't fuck me don't fuck with me
not confusing
And when you speak on my name watch the your choosing
You soundin' a hater to me it's so amusing
Instead of on trying to do your own thang
You recruiting for the we hate Thug gang
But ain't shit here mayne
I'm the same
Life up out the hood shit I can't complain
These niggas say they down, but they just
I'm ridin' to the end
Fuck

Ain't no such things as friends only
So if you run up on me I'm pulling my gun out of my holster
I don't like watching my back so when I bust I'm a unload the
But I'd rather expect you just give me the I'm suppose to get
shit

Sometimes I wonder if god about me
And would my miss me if they had to do without me
'Cause anything no love
A nigga you is yo homie is runnin' up in yo girl every time you leave her lonely
Each and every time I leave my all three of my guns is on me
Ain't none of you is goin' to
Be or punching on me
And I learned my lesson about callin' my when I need 'em
Out of one and a half
Shows up and the rest I ain't seen 'em
One deep till I'm on my
Ya'll out might be on my sack
shoot a muthafucker
If a jump out of line then I'm a put 'em back in line
2006 beretta, 40 with hollows in mind
It's amazing how something so can flip yo bitch ass anytime
I'm an og original mayne organized general
Army to drop off chemicals
64 545
But business
I'm seen with a crowd that I'm not feeling
Enter the conversation and in my pocket I'm not feeling

Ain't no such things as friends associates
So if you run up on me I'm pulling my gun out of my holster
I don't like watching my so when I bust I'm a unload the clip
But I'd rather expect you just me the respect I'm suppose to get
Gangsta

I done seen a whole lot in 26 years
Never thought I had peers that was undercover
Tell snitches in my circle awhile back I would've murked yuh
I for me an mine
'Til the drop down
An judge my time since I hogged up
The
The last I heard from my niggas
Still in in the begginin' of my sentence
Two months to years and them years
Turned to
Sittin' in my cell sets of push ups
No money no mail that's that's wassup
Momma made a man but streets raised
A
Where they kill a real make a mo daycloder
I never up
I'm a do my time
I'm a parole hoe
Get out and shine
You fuck niggas better out my way
I awready wanna blow off yo
For violating the code

no such things as friends only associates
So if you run up on me I'm pulling my gun out of my bitch
I don't like watching my so when I bust I'm a unload the clip
But I'd expect you just give me the respect I'm suppose to get
Gangsta